Sunday, May 3, 2015

[Poetry] Sunset

Dedicated to C - I hope I made you comfortable. Thank you for your company and invaluable gift.
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a nightingale knows best.
her call comes forth
as the daylight dwindles,
and, listen…i hear her now.
i follow her tune
guiding me to you
she chirps warmly for you
you are her favorite, she twitters,
just, lately, a little more quiet.

the rests in her score
carry a purposeful fermata.
the unsung is more telling
than her notes themselves.

as i gaze upon you,
you look straight through me.
gloves and gown further separate
our connection.
i see an experienced face
sunken in from your fight.
your prominent cheekbones
underline heavy yellowed eyes
which never seem to blink.
how i ask and beg you
to close them amid your gasps
neither i nor the nightingale can quell.
only time, that precious constant,
will resolve them.

still i talk to you
although uncertain what to say.
knowing you could not turn your head,
through held-back tears
i describe the sunset
the vivid pink and flaming orange
against a baby blue sky speckled with clouds
as the sun descends.

the beauty of nature’s colorful masterpiece
is reflected in your presence - an ember’s glow
which now fades into silence.

i hope you leave knowing you were loved
by the world around you
and that your sunset illuminates 
my horizon. 

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