A Red Sinking Sun

A Red Sinking Sun

Carpe Diem #1532 Richard Wright’s “A Red Sinking Autumn Sun”birds-dawn-dusk-70577.jpg

Make up you mind, Snail!
You are half inside your house,
And halfway out!
You are blocking my doorstep;
I am ready to leave.

Keep straight down this block,
Then turn right where you will find
A peach tree blooming.
This is where you’ll find me,
a picnic waiting.

One magnolia
Landed upon another
In the dew-wet grass.
One petal kisses your check.
I brush your hair from your face.

I am nobody:
A red sinking autumn sun
Took my name away.
Left in silence and darkness
To find my way home without stars

All right, You Sparrows;
The sun has set and you can now
Stop your chattering!
My tea has long since grown cold,
The weather ha caught a chill.

You moths must leave now;
I am turning out the light
And going to sleep.
I still hear your beating wings
And an annoying cricket.

© Richard Wright