Apr 30
Gifts For the End of Day
Bring me the sunset in a cup,
claret-clear and constant;
and pull down the whispered-white clouds,
wrap them on my shoulders.
Round the stars sprinkled in the dusk,
baubles within your hand;
lay them around my narrow wrist,
a bracelet filled with light.
These gifts will be your best response
to my unsaid desires,
which lie sharp-edged between us two
in the gathering night.
Pamela Olson, 4/30/08
Emily Dickinson’s line, “Bring me the sunset in a cup”
is the prompt at Poefusion.
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Oh Pam, this is beautiful. I love it. Your words are so precise and your layout of this poem is perfect. Your story touches my heart. Have a nice day. This poem is my favorite.
This transports me to somewhere out there and lifts my spirits. Lovely!
This is a wonderful poem. I love the images of someone drinking the sunset while wearing the clouds as a shawl and the stars as a bracelet. Beautiful.
the last stanza’s my favorite, a beautiful moment in time
This is beautiful, and I love the alliteration going on.
oh i am in love with the visual on that second stanza!!!!!
Hello,
Your prompt of desert or deserted will be up Sunday at One Single Impression. Will you be able to provide a poem for the post? We’d need it tomorrow, if at all possible.
Thanks.
Lovely indeed! The stars as baubles is so imaginative.
takes me to a beautiful place…
I love this one, very innocent and pretty.