And As The Sun Sets – The Twenty Eight – November 21, 2015

Maxfield Parrish. Arizona, n.d. Via Pinterest.

and as the sun sets – boldly
conquering this wide valley
in shades of red and purple
the moment seems so holy

oh light and dark
woven together
in unity –
the here and now
of light and dark

as sun sets
the beauty of life
expands me
beyond death
now –  the star-lit sky opens
unto transcendence

© G.s.k. ‘15

I’m writing this post inspired by Paloma’s B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond – The Twenty-Eight  who was inspired by the poet, J Lapis  who can be found at  DarkLight Harbor and a wonderful blogger and friend Chris creator and coordinator of The Muscleheaded Blog where he introduced Maxfield Parrish, illustrator and painterthis week – the painting above is his.

[The Twenty Eight – Poetry Form

Four lines with seven syllables each;
end-rhyme the first and fourth line (optional).

Alternate Form

Seven lines with four syllables each.]


Swift Fiery Season

Copper’d flames fast-burnt, fallen;

Leaf carpet, ember’d pathway

‘Neath November’s pewter rain…

Swift fiery season ashen.

© J Lapis, 2015