Sunglare shine

Sunglare shine on longshore drift
the rippled sand aglow
down here in early evening
as the sunshine sinks down low

Cool the lapping wavelets
from the brilliance of day
as barefoot here I wander
whilst around me seagulls play

Sunglare shine on longshore drift
low tide sand revealed
a pleasant change from shingle crunch
for secrets here concealed

And combine all this together
on this long September day
for this extended summer
is just perfect I would say

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Photo – Jempics

Of ducks and sunsets

As the sun sank low
down there in the west
its day labours done
and time for a rest
a lone duck swam by
on the lake bathed in gold
silhouetted right there
that circumstance sold

And I breathed deep a sigh
at magnificence here
idyllic and magical
tinged with a tear
that trickled with joy
down a cheek as I stood
and took all this in
and knew it was good

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Photo – Jempics

Idyllic II

And in this patch of England
idyllic by the lake
a little slice of heaven
on this evening we will make
Sunshine setting, shadows long
with stillness to the air
we stand and simply marvel
whilst a nightingale sings there

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Photo – from Emily Rose Croucher

The golden hour

The golden of the evening
is a lovely thing to see
glistening on forsythia
and shining off its leaves

Particularly through the strands
of our new sunscreen door
colourful it gently sways
which is what we bought it for

And there is birdsong out there
as the sunset it arrives
a joyful song to end the day
and the pleasure it derives

By and by the setting sun
will slowly fade away
as night time comes to take a hold
at the closing of the day

But now until that time arrives
I'll enjoy this respite here
within the subtle warmth of June
we have this time of year

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Photo – Jempics

This time last year IV

This time last year
the weather was mellow
and in spite of restrictions
a fortunate fellow
was able to cycle
out on the trail
as sunsets of gold
were made to regale

And in light quickly fading
a poem was written
to capture the moment
with which he was smitten
Words duly published
on Jemverse that year
which now I can read
to rekindle that cheer

But don't get me wrong
no lacklustre faced
optimistic as always
that time is released
by new wonders daily
for joy and for pleasure
which with recollection
I have for treasure

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Photo – Jempics

 

Sun reaching

Caught the end of the sun
and the last golden ray
out over the houses
at the end of the day

It was like a lost treasure
as with arms wide to clasp
to it I reached out
though outside my grasp

Still, there will be more
with the treasure all mine
when it’s safe to be out there
on days when it’s fine

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Photo – Jempics

Brighton pastel (haiku)

Reflecting Brighton
bathed in pastel colour here
December sunset

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Photo – Jempics

December sunset

I caught the gold of setting sun
with trees in silhouette
an absolutely gorgeous thing
I’ll not that soon forget

And early though the hour was
December. Four P.M.
Sublime it was the golden glow
with sunset here again

A moment captured here in time
to cherish and to hold
bathed in glorious sunshine
with the glory of the gold

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Photo – Jempics

Testament befitting

The pastel pink of evening
was in the sky tonight
as I sat writing poems
and caught the lovely sight
So with my i-phone there I captured it
before it went away
attesting to the passing
of another lovely day

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Photo – Jempics

Meadowglow

In the meadow there are flowers
but in the grasses growing tall
the vibrant red of poppies crown
and out-manoeuvre all

The daylight fades as sunset comes
and glowing through the trees
the wonder of this moment
brings me falling to my knees

I catch my breath as tears they fall
with joy and wonder there
as there is little else I think
with this I can compare

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Photo – Jempics