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Saturday, June 4

Sunset


Every once in a while I enjoy writing a bit of poetry. This is one of my early writings.

SUNSET

The sun sinks low on the horizon,

Giving off a golden glow.

Shadows dance upon the ripples

As the waves to shore do flow.

Reflections show the sun's real beauty,

In the shadows of the night.

As the screaming gulls head shoreward,

Shimmering wings in natural light.

Waves are lapping, oh, so gently,

As I walk upon the sand.

Make the most exquisite music,

Part of nature's wondrous band.

How I love to walk the shorline,

When the sun is sinking low.

Seeing all of earth's raw beauty,

This is nature's greatest show.

Sunday, May 29



When I was in elementary school, we were required to memorize a poem each week. Today when I was visiting Hootin' Anni, the title of her post reminded me of one of those poems.

My Shadow
by Robert Louis Stevenson

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow--
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball,
And he sometimes goes so little that there's none of him at all.

He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close behind me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!

One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.

I hope you enjoyed it. Possibly it even brought back a memory of your school days.