Sunshine Poems
Faces of the Sun
I.
Sitting idle in the late afternoon,
the sun
sifts dust motes through the window.
II.
The adolescent morn sulks about
trying to hide its natrually smiling face
by hiding behind the skirts
of clouds dressed for rain.
III.
The hour of winter is late;
The faded sun hangs onto the southern sky
By a slender silken thread.
IV.
Brazen poppies, rushing the season,
strumpeting across the hillsides
shaming the grass.
V.
Puffs of dandelion clouds hover above the sod;
toss grayed heads in the breeze;
loose the bonds of earth.
VI.
Ocean-born wind nudges dunes
into ever-changing patterns,
chanting a mantra of forever as it goes.
Behind These Poems
Sometimes, word pictures just jump into my mind unbidden. I consider these as gifts from my muse.
When this happens, I scramble for pen and paper, lest the thoughts escape before I can jot them down.
The last 3 poems don't exactly fit into the sunshine ones that precede it, but there were still similar feelings to them, within myself.
For the most part, these poems land in finished form on the page, and get few, if any, revisions. This set of poems was originally written in February of 1990, with a minor tweak in May of 2010.
They are untitled, because they are so short that their essence would be the title; so I left them to tell their own story.
© 2010 Liz Elias
