A Slow Death

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…And you thought yesterday’s poem was bad? Sorry, but I seem to be on a bit of a writing bender. Hope this one’s a little more easy to digest! ^.^ (Also: I kinda cheated on today’s photo. It’s made of two layers, only one of which was taken today. forgive me? ;-) )

The sun is dying

She casts her blood-red glow

Across the tidy buildings

And the people far below

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The sun is dying

She reaches out her rays

To touch the weeping trees

Holding steady in her gaze

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The sun is dying

She’s lifting up her light

To tell the moon she loves him,

To embrace the coming night.

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The sun is dying

She stretches out to hold

Every Earth-bound being

As she slips into the cold

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The sun is dying

Yet she calls out anew

For the Earth is dying

And we shall all die, too.

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3 Responses to “A Slow Death”

  • Janice Porker Says:

    Terrific poem Anna ;)

  • Andrew Says:

    awwwww. I am just, well awed! Loved it. Thoguht second stanza couldn’t be matched, but then the others just kept coming! fantastic!

    Also, the pic taken through a wired-frame-cover-screen-thing? Makes it look like an old painting :-p.

  • iRelle Says:

    heh. the picture is, like I said, two layers.. one is of a sunset I took way back in February, from Dan’s car as we drove down Westbury rd, actually. the second is from an oil painting on a canvas that hangs in our passage. It’s a closeup shot of some brush strokes that make up an autumn-leaved tree! I just layered them an played around with opacity n stuff.

    And, aw, thanks for the compliments. I re-read it and decided it’s horrible. but that’s okay! =P

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