The Dying Sun – Rick Stephen

sunthroughblindsThe Dying Sun

Through the blinds, beams of light
slice through the dimly lit room
an angled pattern of light and dark,
like the many rails of a fence,
spreads across the floor and
up the wall as the sun
falls hurriedly toward the horizon

Tiny particles of dust float
aimlessly on unseen currents
disappearing, then reappearing
as they weave their way
through the light and shadow
it’s silent, save the purring of the cat
curled up in the sun’s warming beams

And your slow, rhythmic breathing
as you doze next to me,
my lap a pillow for your head
paper rustles as my fingers
turn the pages of my book
before they return, absent-mindedly,
to twirling your hair

Stirring briefly, you breath in deeply and
release a long, satisfied sigh
though it’s seems
only a few minutes
hours have passed
and the sun’s beams, now golden,
grow long

I can’t help but think this is heaven
and to wish it never end
when the cat rises,
lets out an irritated meow,
and moves to follow
the waning warmth of
the dying sun

Category: By the Poetic Fool, Life | Tags: , , , , , | 6 comments

  • RICK you have taken the simple peaking of sunlight through a blind to embrace the warmth and tender feelings expressed in this very visual brilliant piece. BRAVO your work never fails to excel.


    poeticfool Reply:

    Thank you, kind sir! I appreciate your visit and your kind comments. I hope that with practice my work is getting slowly better. Take care, m y friend.


  • Sannel says:

    I must agree with Vincent here. This is a very visual brilliant scribe, dear friend! A beautiful and tender write about a very tender moment between lovers. Heaven, indeed! Great work, Rick! 🙂


    poeticfool Reply:

    Hello, Sannel and thank you so much for your kind comments! I’m so pleased the you and Vincent both like this one. Yours are opinions that matter very much to me. Thank you again, my friend.


  • Susan Sproull says:

    Beautiful Rick!!


    poeticfool Reply:

    Thanks, Susan! So glad you think so. I hope all is well with you.


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