Eagle-eyed readers may notice that I’m skipping Evening, which I originally planned to do. This is because I’ll be sharing a Dusk poem, which is very similar in concept. While “dusk” and “evening” are different times of the day, poetry about the two subjects will look much the same, and I’m just not in the mood for that.
Besides, this poem that I’ve already posted, while technically about sunset, is nearly exactly what an Evening poem would feel like. If you want to know what a Sunset poem feels like, that’s simple: just keep reading. 🙂
I look upon the depths of sky
As sunlight takes its leave;
Chromatic shingles sweep into sighs
Like a mourner in spasms of grief.
A rainbow of red spirals low
Like a dress energetically twists.
The horizons catch fire and glow
In rings. They cannot resist.
The presence of the gold-rimmed clouds
Is like an air of royalty.
So my heart, if not my head, is bowed
Like a soldier pledging loyalty.
These things burst in my sight; I'm thrilled
Worries are no more upsetting.
Cups overflow when eyes are filled
With the sky. The sky is setting.
In case you’re wondering, the difference is that evening is when the afternoon gets darker, and includes supper time. Dusk is the even darker, later part of evening. Twilight is when the sun is below the horizon and the light is diffused, like right after sunset and right before sunrise.
And if you feel cheated because there aren’t actually any music songs in this post, these are some “Sunset Feel” songs:
- “Autumn Leaves” by Ed Sheeran
- “Eighteen” by Tep No
- “Ar Eireann Ni Neosainn Ce Hi” by The High Kings
- “Grow As We Go” by Ben Platt
- “Snowfall” by Idealism
- “Autumn Love” by Thomas Bergersen
- “I Make My Own Sunshine” by Alyssa Bonagura
- “Summer Love” by Mura Kami
Poem and cover photo by Kimba Wisotsky, all right reserved.