
Lasso the sun?
If only I could.
I’d make you stay,
If only you would.
You captured my heart,
But not mine you.
A one way river.
A dried up slew.
I wanted to trap you,
Encase you in stone.
Secret you away,
As mine alone.
But you shine brightly,
As only I dare.
My eyes avert yours,
An imperfect pair.
I’m left in a wasteland
Of my own making.
Lessons learned from
Giving not taking.
Now I turn my back
And let you be.
You’re just too elusive,
This I can see.
I’ll admire from afar.
Bask only in your light.
Lasso the sun?
One day, I might…
-SARAH WHILEY
Sarah Whiley is a primary teacher, with a passion for writing and all things quirky. Sarah enjoys crafting whimsical short stories and working with a diverse range of poetry forms to explore topics dear to her heart.
You can find her at her blog, By Sarah.
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Sarah’s words are an ode to that star burning bright. As the sun rises and sets, its magnificence renders so many speechless. Beauty and longing are often best left undescribed, but this beautiful poem proves otherwise. Who doesn’t wish for blue skies and sunshine? I certainly do.
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This is a fabulous poem, Sarah. I adore how you’ve given us both sides of life, the painful and the hopeful. Wonderfully created. ☺️
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Lovely work!
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Very good Sarah. Perfect rhyming….
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