Monday 9 May 2011

A Page Turned . . .

The orange day slips back into the purple night
and all is as it was before

but not me

The passing of the hours, the changing hues
have altered something

I have changed

Though all appears to be the same
when viewed from the surface

It is not

.
© Susannah Bec 2011

13 comments:

Paul Andrew Russell said...

I like this, Susannah.

The incremental changes go unnoticed but they add up over time until the transformation is evident in us.

Very nice. :-)

Fireblossom said...

What an interesting view of a day's passing and what it can mean. I love the opening line.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Lovely. Beautiful colors of day turning into evening.......I love "I have changed" and how what appears to look the same, is not.

K. Kayin W. said...

I like how visually you started your poem, and alternating between the seen and the unseen.

Kandy

Susannah said...

Thanks every one for stopping by and reading, it is good to see you. x

Elizabeth said...

Susannah, really like the opening of your poem, I have a thing about sunsets. But also like how you relate that to time passing slowly and the changes we all experience in the flow of moments from one to another. There is a gentleness here that more than matches the subject. A quiet calmness descending like the sun. Really very beautiful,

Elizabeth

vivinfrance said...

Two delightful poems, seemingly linked. I loved both of them.

Susannah said...

Elizabeth and Viv, so good to see you both here. x

Thank you very much for your comments, much appreciated. :-)

Amanda said...

Agreed. The only constant thing in life is change.

Andy Mcdonald said...

An interesting and thought provoking view the transformation you can make in a day.

Susannah said...

Thanks Andy. Good to meet you. :-)

Jingle said...

life is ever changing..

divine words.

Jinksy said...

A beautiful observation of the changing auras in a day...

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