Open Poetry #42 |
Epitaph in the Gloaming |
gilead Senior Member
since 2008-03-10
Posts 1067nevada, USA |
When at last the sun has set, And will rise for me no more, Let me lie upon a starlit shore, Slumbering unto that final sleep, Counting stars instead of sheep. [This message has been edited by gilead (06-04-2008 09:59 AM).] |
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gilead Senior Member
since 2008-03-10
Posts 1067nevada, USA |
A mind, I suppose, will write its epitaph many times, Before the final utterance is chosen And etched in stone. |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
No matter it could be an epitaph, it is beautiful, I like stars and wish once dead I could see them. Have a nice day yann |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I guess these thoughts cross all of our minds at one time or another. Ida |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Art, This works very well. Here in the city, we don't see them, the street lights are too bright. We can see the moon. I have seen them when I worked, and lived in the country, they are a worthwhile sight. Bobby |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
What a beautiful picture you paint! - Owl |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Art, a stirring, yet peaceful, epitaph! ~ but may it not be used for many a year! Linda |
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gilead Senior Member
since 2008-03-10
Posts 1067nevada, USA |
Thanks, all, for your kind comments! This old sloth of a poet in the making can use a little stirring in the bosom now and then! Art |
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