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Sunset I stand alone looking across the plain As the light fades, becoming faint The mountain behind me in the twilight Casts a shadow reflecting its might I pour the sherry from the glass in my hand Making a pool of scarlet on the sand The plain is stained a brilliant red By the sun settling into its bed The glass slips as I turn to face the mountain Shattering into pieces; one million times ten The black face blends into the sky Deep purple in the last light top – discuss – poetry
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All original material © 2003 Erika Salomon.
