Evening Sunlight

Is there anything

like the evening sunlight

Soft on the hills & the valleys

turning the sea into a glass of wine

and the clouds into fresh baked loaves

In its glow even the lines of years

recede from our weary faces

and the gray of our hair

is highlighted gold 

 

Here we are gods

for a few brief moments

as in the silence we are lost

in wandering private thoughts

Away somewhere hidden in time

long since past or yet to come

We have no questions here

but our own Nor answers

to our own mysteries

 

With the failing light

a chill settles in upon us

We reach for sweaters & sox

as the darker shadow lengthens

til the golden ball drops out of reach

Then we remember the demons

that stand guard on the night

keeping us locked in a dark

we cannot penetrate

 

And at Eden’s gate

an Angel with a fiery sword

stands guard lest the fallen return

to a land of perpetual sunset

that blinks into sunrise

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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10 Responses to Evening Sunlight

  1. Lovely imagery. I especialy like the sea turning into a glass of wine and the clouds of baked loaves.
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  2. Ahhhhh…..such a perfect illusion! To have that moment once :) So nice, Peter :)

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  3. you give me peace – but cannot the fallen rise?

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    • Yes, I believe the fallen can rise . . . but only forward, never back . . . And that, for us, is the frightening part, isn’t it . . . I especially liked your poem on ‘time’ this morning . . .

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  4. CrochetRie says:

    I love your use of imagery to convey the metaphors- Very clean, precise and beautiful writing!

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