"fiberglass" poems - Hello Poetry

Fading Sun... I was looking at the graying sky. Trying to chase a fading sun I peeped above the pointed leaves of the Yucca tree My eyes were met by little bursts of orange stars And oblique sunbeams... emitting fading brightness Through the bushy leaves of the Sampaguita plant. I was waiting for the moths to appear Near my lighted candle, But a gusty wind blew, and made the shell chimes Sway back and forth...left and right Round their base and through, Until all five chimes made pleasant music With the cool, whirring wind. I was waiting for the late afternoon sky To turn to elephant gray To highlight the yellow glow from the street lamp So I could test some newly hung Christmas lights And the capiz lantern outside the french windows But the rainshowers came all at once And i found myself wet, from the pouring rain. I was waiting...and saw a changing sky The rain, just tip-tapping on the roof A much cooler air blowing... Bringing sprays of mist on my face... Suddenly emerging...the shape of a bat or two, Flying, crashing, through the dripping red palm tree. On the horizon, sun was now a dipping balloon If there's any, i would wait for any kind of moon. On the garden chair, i sat And just above me, came a regular stray cat I heard its paws lightly scratching The wet surface of the fiberglass roofing. I still wait...and contemplate on hopes and prayers I wait...for a lot of dreams to come true i wait, for this long day to be over While the night creatures, In their own tones and tunes Have started to croon... Sally Copyright October 16, 2015 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan

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Oct 16, 2015

Oct 16, 2015 at 9:19 AM UTC

sally-a-bayan

FADING SUN

Fading Sun... I was looking at the graying sky. Trying to chase a fading sun I peeped above the pointed leaves of the Yucca tree My eyes were met by little bursts of orange stars And oblique sunbeams... emitting fading brightness Through the bushy leaves of the Sampaguita plant. I was waiting for the moths to appear Near my lighted candle, But a gusty wind blew, and made the shell chimes Sway back and forth...left and right Round their base and through, Until all five chimes made pleasant music With the cool, whirring wind. I was waiting for the late afternoon sky To turn to elephant gray To highlight the yellow glow from the street lamp So I could test some newly hung Christmas lights And the capiz lantern outside the french windows But the rainshowers came all at once And i found myself wet, from the pouring rain. I was waiting...and saw a changing sky The rain, just tip-tapping on the roof A much cooler air blowing... Bringing sprays of mist on my face... Suddenly emerging...the shape of a bat or two, Flying, crashing, through the dripping red palm tree. On the horizon, sun was now a dipping balloon If there's any, i would wait for any kind of moon. On the garden chair, i sat And just above me, came a regular stray cat I heard its paws lightly scratching The wet surface of the fiberglass roofing. I still wait...and contemplate on hopes and prayers I wait...for a lot of dreams to come true i wait, for this long day to be over While the night creatures, In their own tones and tunes Have started to croon... Sally Copyright October 16, 2015 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan