Sunset Carousel

by

Songs of the red winged blackbird

I trim the candles of my dreams

Dim cinders that once did brighter beam

As the days God gave go leafing off

Wondering if my life was meant to be

To follow the sunset's circuitous reign

Where rosy layered rifts go drifting

Magical mixtures of vapored misting

Where all things vain quickly wane

Etched from her story of crimson glory

Her eternally glorious traveling show

With diamonds and rainbows all aglow

Sunrise to the East, Sunset to the West!

Dwarfing a ship's bright sail gently listing

A crazy train of color, carousing, spinning.

Sometimes with a rolling rollicking moon

On the great ocean's moon light highway

See! If swift I be, she may grant my request

And be my steady sunset to the West

And though I'll always be behind her

See how easy it is for me to find her!

And if I can capture her lovely face

Perhaps restored youth will be my fate

Born from her warming passionate flames

As the sunset renews her glorious fame

A requiem for lost loves and fatal quarrels

And a promise that west of the sunset

Is being born a lighter and brighter world

The lightest and the brightest and the best

NEXT?
Why don't you look at For to reclaim the night
by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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