Crimson Sunset
crimson sunset
even through clouds
vernal equinox
poem by Masaoka Shiki
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In the Spirit of the Vernal Equinox
In the spirit of the vernal equinox,
Arriving on the 20th of March in 2010.
And in this year and on that day,
For us Spring then begins.
To spark the budding of love,
That awakens nature all over again.
Yes...
Spring is near!
In the spirit of the vernal equinox,
An equal twelve hours are shared...
Between daylight and night.
Normally only true on the Equator.
And for the rest of us,
We get more or less!
Depending upon where we live,
In the Northern Hemisphere.
And what that chosen address.
Shared with those we wish to make known,
Our feelings made to them clear.
With an assisted lingering of eye contact,
Obviously fix with just a bit of lust that appears!
Just a bit to test the interest.
Yes...
Spring is near!
In the spirit of the vernal equinox,
Spring is just a date.
Real Spring might arrive sooner or later.
Although some folks may be preheated...
With anticipation,
For a blooming awaited that takes place.
Yes...
Spring is near!
Keeping those with a patience.
But admitting...
The blood within them races and pulsates!
'You bring out the dog in me,
Clarice.'
~And 'WHO' is 'this' Clarice?
My name is Wanda! ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Equinox
Who is there to guarantee equinox?
We are player and our duty is to
Play only forgetting defeat win.
At sunset and at sun rise we are to
Look in to us whether we are right
And it is the first watch of the morning.
Clear night cloudy day
We are in our epoch
And it is equinox.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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To Those Born March 22
To those born on March, twenty second
A special day known as 'Vernal Equinox'
Mary Magdalene, within thee awakened
Calls back to herself, His scattered flock
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Crimson Sunset Sea
Across a crimson sunset sea,
I search for my lost love
within a passing dream.
The maiden who made my heart flutter
when we first met
and then vanished in a wisp of mist.
Now I seek her
where dreams fall asleep
there across the crimson sunset sea
on the other side of paradise
where dreamt dreams are stored.
poem by David Harris
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Crimson Red
Crimson Red,
Hatred,
Love,
Sunset,
Beauty,
Setting Night,
Warmth,
Light,
All these and maybe more,
Are shown by Crimson Red,
A color very valiant,
A color that's not dead,
One that brings beauty,
So divine that is,
Warmth to those that touch it,
Hatred in the hearts,
When felt at full blast,
A gleam of sunset,
Setting near,
A setting night,
Bringing light,
Not forgetting, embraced love,
Like one bird, with a dove,
Crimson Red is what's in life,
But not in all areas,
In some, the word doesn't exist,
But here, it's part of life,
Crimson Red, never dead...
poem by Viraj Bhanshaly
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Crimson Tide
I wake up in the morning
I see the bright sunshine
O Lord, let be so good
A day to reckon with
I wish the day would speed by
To be with you
O Crimson Tide
O Crimson Tide
I need you my Lady
Come on Crimson Tide
I need you my sweet Lady
Here comes the sunset
Here comes my own sunshine
O Lord let be so good
My day I've reckoned with
I wish the night would slow down
Never to leave you
O Crimson Tide
O Crimson Tide
I need you my Lady
Come on Crimson Tide
I need you my sweet Lady
poem by Kolabomi Adeko
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Everybody Like A Sunset
Everybody likes a sunset
With
Its gold and crimson
Freshly painted across the sky
A wonder to behold
But it has signaled
The end
Of a day that must have been
Beautiful.
For at the end of an overcast day
The sunset will be present
But hidden.
So the day
Must be lived
And before the day
The sunrise
Which normally passes unnoticed.
Just as few
Are there
To welcome new-born baby
Into the world
Who they call great
At the end of his life
But everybody likes a sunset.
poem by Reuel James
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The Sunset
When the sun goes down,
And the clouds all frown,
Night has begun for the sunset.
See it with your eyes,
Earth re-energized
By the sun's rays every day.
Take a look out there,
Planets everywhere.
When the sun goes down
And the clouds all frown,
Night has begun for the sunset.
Shadows on the ground
Never make a sound,
Fading away in the sunset.
Night has now become
Day for everyone.
I can see it all
From this great height.
I can feel the sun
Slipping out of sight
And the world still goes on
Through the night.
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Evening: The Sun Set: Twilight Time
When the sun goes down,
And the clouds all frown,
Night has begun for the sunset.
See it with your eyes;
Earth re-energized
By the suns rays every day.
Take a look out there,
Planets everywhere.
When the sun goes down,
And the clouds all frown,
Night has begun for the sunset.
Shadows on the ground;
Never make a sound,
Fading away in the sunset.
Night has now become
Day for everyone.
I can see it all
From this great height.
I can feel the sun
Slipping out of sight;
And the world still goes on
Through the night.
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Supermarket Spring
brazen hussy at the check-out desk
cast aside her thermal vest
and without anymore ado
treated the Tesco's weekend queue
to a Vernal Equinox Review
and with cheesecake, melons and Danish-Blue
showed what one or two could do
of the chicken-breast for one man's tea
she revealed it's true inadequacy
oh how Spring was sprung in every aisle
as she took off for more air-miles
poem by STEPHEN BRIAN Brady
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As The Sunset
As the sunset I think to myself why.
As the sunset I sit down and cry.
Wondering why life got to be a lie.
As the sunset I dropp my head.
As the sunset I think about you instead.
How can I go home and get in my bed.
As the sunset I say no.
As the sunset I just don't know.
My love that I have for u just wont go.
As the sunset I look to the sky.
As the sunset I wait to die.
Tell me how to say good-bye.
As the sunset I say a prayer.
As the sunset how can I dare.
I'm giving up, I just don't care.
Sitting by the window watching the sun to set.
Knowing I'm going to see you again,
and you coming back home at the end.
By: Brittany Smith
9/25/08
poem by Brittany Smith
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A Sailor's Observation
The sailor stood on the deck of his ship
looking out at the sea, while the sun
blazed a golden yellow hue on the horizon.
As the ship rocked side to side, the
sailor's thoughts drifted, as they
sailed into the setting sun.
"I think the sunset is the best time of the
evening," the sailor thought to himself.
The sun's glorious color reflected its'
light off the clouds and streamed through
the breaks in the clouds.
A sunset as sea is so beautiful
that it takes your breath away.
You cannot see a sunset like this
anywhere else.
Crimson Insane
Crimson Love,
who can this be,
Not I,
not you,
nor anybody,
look to crimson so enviously,
smile and grin,
look what you could have been,
Look at crimson now
what do you see?
Falling apart,
a crimson mind shackled yet free,
I'm losing it..... realities touch,
I'm going insane, this life is to much,
Forget all this... but memories remain,
I laugh at the humor, that is crimson insane.
poem by Crimson Love
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If God Made You
Hey Kid Your time has come to change
Though I need you more than I've needed anyone in any way tonight
Hey Kid I know it won't be long
The Captain's callingcome to see you back where we belong
Something inside me is breaking
Something inside says there's somewhere better than this
Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in her eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me
Hey KidDo wishes count at all
Can you give me a signgive me anything I won't tell a soul you told
Hey KidWill you hold me when I sleep
Will you find me when the tide decides that I got to leave
Something inside me is breaking
Something inside says there's somewhere better than this
Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in her eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me
Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in your eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me
Something inside me is breaking
Something inside says there's somewhere better than this my love
Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in her eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me
Sunset sailing on April skies
Bloodshot fire clouds in your eyes
I can't say what I might believe
But if God made you he's in love with me
song performed by by Five For Fighting
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Easter
Easter.
Bunnies and colored eggs.
Pastel shades,
And folks dressed for church.
Commemorating,
The resurrection of Jesus.
After his crucifixion.
Although this is not Christmas,
Also celebrated by christians.
It is on the Sunday...
Following the full moon next
After the vernal equinox,
Welcomes Spring to bloom at its best.
Falling between March 22nd,
And April 25th.
'Eastre' that Spring Goddess...
Brings a sense of joy,
And merriment with it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've always assumed that every time a child is born, the Divine reenters the world. Okay? That's the meaning of the Christmas story. And every time that child's purity is corrupted by society, that's the meaning of the Crucifixion story. Your man Jesus stands for that child, that pure spirit, and as its surrogate, he's being born and put to death again and again, over and over, every time we inhale and exhale, not just at the vernal equinox and on the twenty-fifth of December.
quote by Tom Robbins
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Dressed In Spring
Bouquets of lavender and babys breath-
'Neath a warming tangerine Spring sun-
'Tis the Vernal Equinox rising...
Blossoming and blooming 'til day is done;
Daffodils and crocus-they come calling-
While tulips accent with a magnificient coloured hue-
'Tis a dazzling display long before May...
'Neath Spring skies of soft baby blue;
Come hither, my beloved, come hither...
Hold me now, for i am your Yellow Rose-
I have been waiting so long-it cannot be wrong-
You can find me where the sweet Heather grows;
poem by Theodora Onken
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Sunset
Orbison/melson
I see her when the sun is high
The clouds write her name across the sky
But, the boss man is giving me the eye
Id better go to work, but Ill see her by and by
At sunset Im gonna see my sweetheart
Gonna hold her so tight
At sunset Im gonna see my baby
My baby tonight
I see the shadows on the run
I see the setting of the sun
At last my working day is done
The setting of the sun has finally come
Its sunset Im gonna see my sweetheart
Gonna hold her so tight
Its sunset Im gonna see my baby
My baby tonight
I see her in the twighlight standing there
The wind softly stirring in her hair
The sweetest fruit the earth can bear
So young so warm and so rare
Its sunset, at last Im with my sweetheart
Im holding her tight
Its sunset and now Im with my baby
And she is mine tonight
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Sunset red twilight
Does over the waters flow
Crimson rapsody
haiku by Dorothy Holmes (03 September 2008)
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Storm Clouds
I sat at the window
near the edge of sunset
watched the storm clouds roll by.
I wondered what would happen
during the evening tide
with those storm clouds.
Will they bring forth wind and rain?
Will the raindrops dance
and tap at my windowpane.
However, those storms clouds
just kept on rolling by.
With a sigh of relief,
I could see there
will be no storm tonight.
poem by David Harris
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