The sun goes down

The sun goes down and dips the sky in gold,
all other colours lose their power now
and for a moment keep their world on hold
until a twilight lights them up, but dimmed somehow.

It is a miracle what our sun can do
with its magnificent and steady glow.
It paints all colours and gives warmth us, too,
we must be careful with UV-rays, though.

When the sun pauses and the darkness falls
and creatures of the night begin to live,
many a dreamland for us waits and calls,
and braincells conjure up what they can give.

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Poems, one picture – one poem – one page. About the sea and man and general problems and nature around us. The subjects are contemporary and everlasting, some. You can enjoy and grin or think about their contents.

Autorin: Anne Reimerdes
Taschenbuch: 68 Seiten
ISBN-13: 978-1546811381
Erschienen: 20. Mai 2017

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