sunset – shannon p. laws

Poetry: Winter Sunset

Winter Sunsetsun setting at three pmgetting ready for bedshade drawn on the west windowconversation bouncingoff hard woodspoons clink inbowls of whitedoes the sun hear my pen scrape across the pagecan the womanwith red hair hear the bubbles sparkle in my cupIt is implied

Poetry: Sunset

Before the sun setsOn this tired old trunkI hope to of livedA life full of SunshineFriends, familyLaughter, joyHope discoveredMysteries solvedHow wonderful that time will beWhen it is Time I think on But only if Living was What was doneThe most beautiful Sunset viewed Is one by eyes that have CriedFulfillments, contracts concludedA slow fade toContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Sunset”