Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Seeing Twilight

"Seeing Twilight" is probably one of my better poems that I have written in the later part of my lifetime. No big inspiration came to create this poem, so I choose the light between light and shadow, aka Twilight. Enjoy the poem.




Seeing Twilight

I saw Twilight up ahead
Far away from me as can be
There ahead in the forest thicket
Is where I could see it again

It was almost at an end
And I wanted to see one last glimpse
So I hit and I tear in the leaves
To where it would be seen again

The heat was hot, the sounds of forest gave off
I still made my move, going far
And that's when it was, that little thing
That little gift of twilight

It passed below me, giving a final glimpse
I saw it peak something at me
I waved to it but did not call out
I knew I would see it by me again.