The Sunset Hour

some days i watch the sunset

some days i amΒ the sunset

so intricately woven

betrothed to a horizon

that slips away

..

oh elusive lover

let me sink into your serrated edge

solar skin pierced by rusty blades

hazy heat kissing the everglades

let me disperse the stratus mists

with promise of fleeting diurnal trysts

..

i’ll drape my golden along forest floor

amber the sands

leave mortals in awe

just meet me again

let us tangle, once more…

 

125 thoughts on “The Sunset Hour”

  1. How delicate and relaxing is ‘The Sunset Hour’ πŸŒ† Brought to golden life by your deft and mighty pen, spreading poetic rays across the world… Wonderful, Diana πŸ’ŸπŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘ŒπŸ‘ŒπŸŒ·πŸ˜˜

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Ah, such delight to receive your sweet feedback dear Isha! πŸŒΈπŸ’•πŸŒΈ I hope you are well 😊🌹
      It was the photograph, and the view (from my West facing window) that so overwhelmed this post. The words came as a homage to the incredible sight and fittingly, paled into comparison to the incredible skies. Agape am I …
      πŸŒ…πŸ˜Œβ€οΈ

      Liked by 1 person

      1. How lovely to be inspired by one’s surroundings.. πŸ“πŸŒ† I understand since I’ve written many poems about the Tree I see from my West facing window… How can a poet not adore the beauty of nature! This poem of yours will make me watch the sunset here today with new eyes! πŸ’ŸπŸ’ŸπŸ˜ŠπŸ˜‡ Thank-you O Kind Poet!

        Liked by 1 person

      2. You are right! In the past I have used photos of the same vista, through the seasons. And with my love of metaphors I sometimes confuse myself, what is mortal love, celestial adulation … are they one and the same?

        Liked by 1 person

      3. How wonderful that I have nudged you to be still, breathe and embrace the sunset tonight! I’ve sent you the sun and hopefully you will also be spellbound as she melds with the edge of earth.
        I would love to see your tree, dear lady….. perhaps it will featured in one of your doodles? I will eagerly await…. πŸ™‚ ❀

        Liked by 1 person

      4. I am already spellbound by your poem.. Have read it thrice so far… And it awes me all the more each time…
        Ah my doodle couldn’t do justice to its beauty, yet I’ll try when I post a poem about it… Or I’ll upload the photo, for dear Lady D, deviating from the regular Ishaism pattern.. πŸ’ŸπŸ‘­

        Liked by 1 person

      5. Wow, I think I would fall off my perch yet my eyes would brighten. Although deviations are not necessary – your doodles are unique and … I could never reciprocate. The last time I drew something it was universally laughed at …. πŸ™‚

        Liked by 1 person

      6. There is something very unique about them. As if drawn directly from your subconscious – very revealing. I don’t laugh, I usually look very closely and smile…

        Liked by 1 person

      7. Your words have given me the best feedback on so many things that every chat with you is a way to lift my spirits way up to you-know-where… 😏 A heavenly meditation of sorts!

        Liked by 1 person

      8. Well I hope your spirits are beginning to find a natural set levitation, a cruising altitude befitting you, my aeronautical angelic friend… πŸ’•πŸŒΈβ˜ΊοΈ

        Liked by 1 person

      9. Try as I may I quite often lose the battle of compliments with you … here is more evidence to back my assertion. A L❀️VE button! Wow! And I would like it in ten different languages for Ishaism use πŸ˜ŠπŸŒΉπŸ’•

        Liked by 1 person

      10. Hahah.. You never lose! No one loses in the battle of compliments! πŸ˜›πŸ˜ I have no idea what that means.. And before I destroy the serenity of your wonderful poem, I shall humbly take your leave πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›

        Liked by 1 person

      11. I’m thinking of hailing a chariot of clouds to dart across dreamscapes. Solar powered (β€œno unicorns were mistreated β€œ disclaimer).
        Have a lovely Friday sweet lady! β­οΈπŸŒšβœ¨πŸ’–πŸ’–

        Liked by 2 people

    1. “Marmalade” beauty! Oh how I adore this choice of phrase: I almost want to rush away and compose a stanza right here and now. Thank you Radhika, have a lovely day πŸ™‚

      Liked by 2 people

      1. So cool that you did, such positive feedback makes me giddy (or is my iron low again lol). High five and a virtual hug alert πŸ˜‰

        Like

  2. I wonder who is obsessed, you or the Sun???

    The sun is in love with you, dressed in the incarnadined glow it shines to capture your attention and breathe immortality through the words you weave in praise of it….

    Beautiful poem ❀ ❀ ❀ and breath taking photograph….

    "let me disperse the stratus mists

    with promise of fleeting diurnal trysts" … this made me blush πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Such a blush looks good on you, or is it the orange glow of my sun drenched words reflecting?
      Your comments are utterly beautiful and I am humbled by your attentive graces. Always.
      ❀️❀️

      Liked by 1 person

      1. ❀️ You’re welcome! Your sublime feedback further fuels me …. a mutualistic symbiosis of respect and encouragement. I’m so happy to know you ❀️

        Liked by 1 person

  3. I love the overall image and metaphor of a sunset! It’s sensual and romantic yet a great representation to life as well. I hope that makes sense lol. A new fave of yours, madam!! πŸ’šπŸ’œβ€οΈπŸŽ‰

    Liked by 1 person

      1. I m always waiting to see what you write next… U deserve lot of love… Ur comments can be my one liners.
        .. ❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️

        Liked by 1 person

      2. Isn’t it wonderful to impart kind words – see the lovely feelings that arise from both giving and receiving. Imagine how the world might be if there was such mutual kindness to be spread! YOU are wonderful πŸ™‚ ❀

        Like

      3. Yaa but people usually misconstrue it as flattery.. So somewhere i m disheartened.. It is good for people luke you who really understand emotions…. You are one of a kind❀️❀️

        Liked by 1 person

    1. Yes this was a lazy, languid summer eve described.
      I do enjoy your comments as much as I enjoy reading your eclectic and enjoyable compositions. For the life of me cannot figure out my WordPress reader selections… grr. Hit and miss and some people ignored.
      But for you I get a notification through the app 😊❀️

      Like

  4. Oh just beautiful! It is your intention of spreading your gentle golden magic all around to those who hear you & read you – that is how this poem comes through you – you become the sunset and it’s golden rays only to become a new dawn and spread the shine gently on the planet all over again.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. How enthralling your words are dear soul, and how you bring forth infinite smiles in such a customary and ever pleasing way. How lucky am I to know you πŸ˜ŠπŸŒΈπŸŒΈπŸ’œ

      Liked by 1 person

  5. 😍😍😍😍❀️❀️❀️❀️ this is so beautiful!!! The description couldn’t have been better.. this is the most beautiful sunset I have ever experienced so far😏
    You are too good Diana! Keep rocking 😍

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Parth!! ❀️❀️❀️ Wow, way to make an amateur writer feel fantastic!! Thanks so much….I hope u r fine!? Your rockin’ friend 😘😘

      Like

  6. This is beautiful Diana. I love it. One question though, why do you long for him/her with a Teasdale (albeit edgier, raw) passion. Isn’t it all as Solomon puts it: a chasing after the wind? Except true love. Have you felt it? I guess it’s time for a serious conversation. So, let’s start with a peak experience. How many times has nature given you one? And how many times has it driven you to something different? I don’t really know how to word the last question. But I’m guessing you’ll get it.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Oh I willingly succumb to that Solomon wind lifting my wings and letting me glide without direction Nitin πŸ™‚
      Have I felt true love? Have I felt the chemical surge that fools the mind and fuels the body? Hmm.
      (Diana exits stage left….)

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Haha. No love is both affection and action. In my opinion Diana. You have to both feel it and then do something because you’re driven by it. Do something selfless I mean. This is only my opinion but what you’re describing might be puppy love πŸ˜‹ Yes the feeling is present just like other deep emotion, but unlike a lot of emotion that is destructive or self-destructive, this alters and transforms you. I ask a lot of people this because very few actually experience it (reciprocated or not). A lot of people mourn about unrequited love but I don’t believe that true love calls for mourning. Even if the person doesn’t reciprocate you’ll be happy for them. But emulating TV romance has changed our thinking sadly. So if you have experienced it, well take a bow. I’ll clap in the corner with the cigarette of course before disappearing again. You’ll find the Swiss Chocolate on my seat.

        Liked by 1 person

      2. I can’t believe you are still sitting in the corner with your cancer stick – I have to keep opening the window as I’m coughing. Although it’s probably some excess, equally toxic chocolate I’m asphyxiating on. Or just thinking about your words. Which are never the type to reply to simply … needing some time for contemplation.

        I am concerned that I have an affinity for β€œpuppy love” as it surges like a tsunami, then I find myself disoriented by it, waking up on a beach with mild concussion. Sometimes years later. Sometimes in the relationship thinking β€œwhat happened” as I’m lured away by my own discontented leanings. Afterward, a concussive amnesia sets in as my heart struggles to remember feelings. Yet I do wish them happiness, and usually remain in some state or fashion.
        I’m rambling. I’m aiming for β€œself actualized different”. This time and next time….
        good day to you, dear Nitin!

        Liked by 1 person

      3. No it is the cancer stick. My teeth are ashen now. Remind me to eat dark chocolate and spray some chocolate deodorant before I kiss my next girlfriend. Puppy love can be dangerous. Some pups are vicious and snappy when they aren’t shown affection (or is it attention?) But you’re far more mature from what I’ve gathered. And you’re not rambling. I actually found that second paragraph profound and deep. It’s like something Anaiis Nin would write, and if you added some avant-garde surrealism to it, it’ll make a great prose piece. Ever considered moving beyond poetry. I’m dead serious. Or perhaps you already have. Well either ways you definitely have a spy in the house of our conversations, urging you to explore all the facets of your talent. And don’t get him started on the lexicon! And don’t mind him, the newspaper or his cancer stick. Good day dear Diana.

        Liked by 1 person

  7. Oh my this is perfect, the picture is one of the bests! I so love sunsets and twilights. And the poem shows how you’re in love with love, in love with life, in love with idea of meeting one again! ❀

    Liked by 1 person

    1. You are right about everything, sweet Anand! ❀️ But your blog name may be incorrect…as you never speak β€˜absolute bunkum” to me. You speak truth and use the colours of β€œsunsets and twilights”.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Hahaha you’re always so incredibly sweet and kind. I wonder how’s that humanly possible and then I remember you’re Diana. ❀

        Liked by 1 person

      2. There is a phenomena that occurs on WP whereupon every kind word feels as fresh as the first time its used. In other words the warmth shared never diminishes. I always feel this way with you Anand. You are a wonderful man, ever ready to share love ❀️

        Liked by 1 person

  8. The poem paints a picture that perfectly matches the photograph. I love the first para and especially the line…” betrothed to a horizon…that slips away”πŸ‘πŸ‘Œ

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s