Poetry Archive :: Sunset Now

Last week was significant for a lot of reasons, and felt (in places) as if I was shedding a skin. As a result everything is a little behind today: not because there was no desire to work or get up to date, but because other, more personal issues gained greater prominence.

This poem helps me over an obsession with how days begin and end, with a new, more intimate understanding of what me actually means. I can’t stop the inevitable march of time, but embracing the markers we place upon it allows less stress over the process and greater relaxation in the passing.


Sunset Now

The last stand, daylight fades:
Memories of light cascades,
Final moments of fight
Evening turning to night.

Moment, contemplation
Relive day’s sensations:
Another end begins
Unwavering, Earth spins.

No way to change outcomes
As consequence becomes
Inevitable fate;
Harsh truths grasped far too late.

Comes end, another day
Tried to find best way,
Not repeating mistakes:
Avoiding new heartaches

Sunset now granting means
Evolving past my genes:
Much better days will come
With battles conquered, won.