Through the trees of an evening
the delight of the gold
as the sunset descends once again
and this moment divine
which is wholly mine
is comforting like an old friend
And this morning
the glorious sunshine pervaded
so wondrously
that I was persuaded
though it didn't take much
it the truth be told
as when one is faced
by mornings of gold
it is really and truly
abundantly clear
that June has arrived
and the summer is here
Pale-white shrinking golden glow
hovers over water slow
and morning waking slumber stays
as it peers slowly from the haze
Whimsy holds removed I see
a world at distance wistfully
as summer fades to distant glow
and cooler days I soon will know
A curtain call as evening falls
and summer into winter calls
Yet tangible with treasure hold
the Autumn swan-song bathed in gold
Of the sunsets I’ve seen
these aspects of gold
are treasures to cherish
and assets to hold
For each is a promise
to capture and seize
from the sun in the sky
like a kiss on the breeze
On the footbridge returning
from a day on the beach
there’s a place where I stand
that’s within easy reach
to envelop myself
in the colours I see
and gaze out in wonder
as it falls around me
There was gold on the horizon
Out there across the sea
As we drove back into Shoreham
My soulmate, Sal and me
It filled the sky above us
With clouds tinged pink and bright
Heralding a promise
As we’re told to bring delight
Silhouetted here in contrast
against an azure sky
Like giant insects waiting
cranes in silent protest lie
And glorious behind them
behind the Western hills
The sun sets o’er the city
and everything is still
Your world, made of gold To my eyes, perched on your heart Squealing chirps, you read as a song Upon every corner, you hold as a branch As I come, as I go, with wings uncertain You hold this freedom, you give By a home, warm as a nest
Leaving the colour
of October behind
I walked into November
with winter in mind
But the ethereal light
spilling there
through the green
made this the warmest
November I’d seen
If you want to see your worst critic
Just take a look in the mirror to see
We know our faults that may not show
We imagine a better person we might be.
how much we give away
for those glittering gold nuggets
how they bewitch us
with their bewitching ways
we lose so much
love, time, happiness that was sanguine
to chase this golden mirage
heaven only knows thinking what!
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