The Sunset of My Life

Day begins with heavy fog
preventing use of many senses
cannot see beyond the pale
cannot see life’s governing fences

Awakening sounds not discernable
permeate embryonic air
sun burns through the morning fog
day commences without a care

Morning hours have structure
and a clear path to follow
do this, learn that, listen here,
with little time to wallow

Noon day sun shines so bright
all seems clear and unencumbered
forward paths appear limitless
however they are numbered

Afternoon storms create a change
arriving with brute force
doubt, anxiety, beneath the clouds
cause an altering of my course

Golden hour arrives bestowing a new hue
on prior hours that now make sense
soon I will refer to daylight hours
utilizing words in their past tense

My guiding light begins to fade
but many new lights emerge
daylight now takes a back seat
as day and night converge

Sounds change from the hub-bub of work
and the grind of required activities
to the laughter and compassion
of things loved and my festivities

Sunset time is an exceptional time
I do not view it with fright
sunset is not the end of my day
it’s the beginning of my night

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Image: Night Befalls Barcelona, by Ron Rowland, taken on September 15, 2021, from Barcelona’s Montjuïc.

This image was chosen to accompany this extended metaphor poem about the sunset of my life because it shows the nighttime lights emerging as the vibrant Barcelona night life begins while the sun sets.

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Linked to dVerse Poets Pub — Meet bar with conceit, where Björn Rudberg is hosting and asked us write a conceit (extended metaphor) poem.

A conceit is defined as an extended and complex metaphor that creates that apart from creating an element of surprise. If a metaphor is used to enhance imagery the conceit is better suited to describe an intricate metaphysical or emotional subject.