Thursday, February 07, 2013

Sunscreen

I appreciate the sun
Its beautiful proximity
The light in dark places
Reflecting off the moon
Rising at dawn
Setting over water
Ending a romantic day.

I fear its end
Uncertainty at night
The cold breeze
Swept over burns
Memories of brightness
On a lonely night.


Photograph by National Geographic

Prompt by New World Creative Union's Wednesday Wake Up Call

16 comments:

  1. Perfectly put...how for a certain amount of time, the inevitable is great. Then it turns bad.

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  2. I fear its end too...wonderful tone within this Ben...appreciation turned to uncertainty...and the cold breeze swept over burns...is an apocalypse waiting to be written...

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  3. I love the two different messages in the two stanzas. very effective.

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  4. Cold breeze swept over burns. I love that line. The moon is a pittance here just now. Damn, how I love her when she's voluptuous :)

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    1. Thanks, Annie. Having tough time with poetry lately.

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  5. Beautiful proximity. Nice.
    Interesting to see this side of things after all your night poetry.

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    1. Thanks, Heather, but my first love is the night.

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  6. I enjoyed this so much, I identify with the second part (stanza?) with the lines
    "Uncertainty at night
    The cold breeze
    Swept over burns" nights are like that sometimes.

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  7. you see both sides therefor you see the complete picture. I really like that about you Ben!

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