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Author: Emerging Soul
ASL Info:    48/VERY female/Wisconsin
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Class/Type: Poetry /Misc
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I wrote this while sitting on the back porch of our cabin in northern WI


The sun sits low in the sky
A fiery ball bathed in amber hues
Hanging heavily, full of the day
Drooping slowly with fatigue
He slips beneath a blanket of clouds on the horizon
Pulling it over him to ward off the approaching chill of night
He stretches out long limbs of pink and lavender
Rustling up flocks of geese that had been lying in his bed
They scramble off to fly overhead in a noisy rush
Everyone talking at once, like children just released from school
They yell and cry out their exuberance, calling to friends
The din is nearly deafening until they pass
Deer come out to graze in the cover of semi-darkness
Silent-footed, they blend into the landscape
With only their occasional movements to give them away
The tiny footsteps of forest creatures slowly cease to run about
Tucked up in their beds, they seek to rest
Crickets sing their lullabies as fireflies illustrate the story
While the last straggling goose honks noisily to join the rest
The earth seems to sigh, as with one last gaping yawn
The sun lays down his head and goes to sleep

Submitted on 2004-05-11 09:13:40     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  aw that's so sweet and beautiful, very very cute =^..^= I love the words you use, they paint a beautiful picture in my mind. ~Captain Orchid
| Posted on 2004-05-11 00:00:00 | by Cora Windover | [ Reply to This ]
  Good work. I'm insomniac. Everything here is about sleep today. I just tried to sleep, I can't.
I could SO do with some husky-voiced male reciting this over and over until I dropped off. Those would be the sweetest ever dreams...
| Posted on 2004-05-11 00:00:00 | by Learah | [ Reply to This ]

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