This was the style of poetry I wrote in college. Alot of it was when traveling around the country.
SUNSET OF LIFE
In the late afternoon
As the sun sets
The sky is still blue
The day’s not over yet.
As the mountains are trying to push the sun down,
The pink and blue haze on the amber colored ground
Expresses the struggle of the dying day
To remain a while longer, before fading away.
It is nothing but a black canvas. You are trying to paint it in white. But the black portion never seems to end. Yet, you are not ready to give it up. This life is all about drawing a beautiful picture. Most of them are destined to die in search of the colors they wish to use.
Must fade into night. That is God's circle of life. The moon rises and the sun sets. Dawn comes and evening comes later. Expressing your thoughts very well in this one.
Deputy Dave Jenkins investigates the murder of local high school principal, Jerry Egge, but this is a multi-faceted novel that deals with spiritualism, romance, friendship, and children who fall through the cracks.
"Murder isn't usually this
The deep-dive literary meditations presented as stories, poems, and essays in The American Poet Who Went Home Again, A Mosaic of My Soul at Work, have captivated and inspired readers ever since its first paperback publication in 2008.
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