Scootering Home in Summer

By socialeaf

Fri, 26 Jun 2015
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As this day dies

the light fades

like the lingering end

of a Cure song

 

Westward facing

windows catch

the sun's last rays

early evening embers

 

The wind on my face

cools as the day

breathes its last

I’ll be home soon 

Certificate U
Poem
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Enjoyed this. All my family are cyclists except me, but I have had some time on a tandem! The last verse in particular had a lovely evening-light feel to it, and early evening embers was a nice phrase. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by socialeaf on

Thank you Rhiannon:)