Sunset Series 1.1

Sunday night, I went on the balcony of the student commons and watched the sun set.  I have a thing for sunsets–such emotion, such bravery, such wonder, such awe.  As I watched and took pictures, I poured out words.  There aren’t any titles for these pieces, although I might give them some later.  For now, they are simply a series of four poems that I wrote while watching the sunset sky.  That is enough, for me.


don’t force, deep breath.

it will all come in due time,

just as promised.

the secret lies in the quiet

whisper of existing.

sometimes, it is enough

to make your heart burst,

your soul explode with awe

and with wonder.


About thefreescribbler

My life is one of words. I am a scribbler, whose thoughts are best expressed through adjectives and phrases and punctuation marks. I would not go so far as to call myself a writer, although many would disagree. I’m characterized more by my unfinished works and half-embodied ideas, scraps of stories and parts of poems. Maybe one day I’ll be a writer, but I’m okay with being a scribbler right now. It fits my personality and style, and best expresses my aims. I’m not trying to create some lofty version of literature. I’m just a kid blogging about life. View all posts by thefreescribbler

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