We
started
late in trying
to catch the pastel break of sunset
But the road winds around,
curving past the slopes and peaks of the hills
so that the light comes from behind,
from the right, from the left
And when night falls
we are abandoned in the dusk
smiles and eyes alight
Alone on this endless journey
chasing the sun.
Dedicated to my dear friend Cassidy.
Tonight we'll dine beside the light and divvy up our plates
Together with glee set life aside locked deep in weekday's case
We'll eat our mains, and salads too, perhaps some fruit and drink
We'll talk a bit, and chat some more, leave none alone to think
And music plays and sings hello to the laughs we use for crutch
And when it turns to eve of day unlock our heavy box
Clean up our things, and go to bed, then wake with Monday thoughts
But savior be the plans we make to meet in one week's time
So now we'll keep ourselves afloat in wait of cycled prime.
RGS Journal 