Sunbather
Last little corner of the porch
on a lifeboat following the sun
Westward light is sinking low
Soon I’ll be drowning in shadow
Last little corner of the porch
on a lifeboat following the sun
Westward light is sinking low
Soon I’ll be drowning in shadow
September 24th, 2008 Colleen Redman Posted in Poetics
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September 24th, 2008 9:34 am
I felt that way so often in 1981
September 24th, 2008 9:43 am
The trees look so vibrant full of green!! Great imagery!
I find it odd that in the summer the trees are fully dressed and in the winter they are bare naked.
September 24th, 2008 9:58 am
This poem sings true for me as well. I have a favourite reading bench that now is in shadows far too soon. The days are getting shorter, the shadows longer.
September 24th, 2008 10:42 am
shadows chill the marrow until snow takes over. sunny vacation places are calling..
September 24th, 2008 12:13 pm
I noticed yesterday that one of the trees in the parking lot is totally changed color.
And, the shadows over the benches in the park downtown are long…and the sunshine hides earlier each day.
September 24th, 2008 1:30 pm
i love this, colleen!
September 24th, 2008 1:41 pm
That’s the light at the end of my driveway!
September 24th, 2008 3:01 pm
You are very lucky – this is a beautiful view!
Michele sent me
September 24th, 2008 3:08 pm
Beautiful picture and poetry. Thank you for stopping by!
September 24th, 2008 5:50 pm
Yes, drowning is the perfect word. The angle of light seems to have slanted a huge amount just in the last 2 weeks. We’re clinging to every moment of sun before it lowers itself into its tiny wintery arc!
September 25th, 2008 7:18 am
Wonderful poem and picture, Colleen, though reading it makes me melancholy.