Evening Ride

The phoenix spreads its wings across the sky
Another day has left and gone to die
As heedless cars go by with glaring eyes
And I return
To emptiness
And lies


(“Evening Ride” – 5-24-2015)

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

10 thoughts on “Evening Ride”

  1. The sky looks so beautiful but within it, it has a touch of complexity, which matches perfectly with your poem. You are a poetic wizard.

    1. All of these feelings came back to me at once looking at this photo, even though it was years ago when I had the experience. Thanks for reading and taking time to comment.

      1. Photographs can bring back so many memories back at just one glance. I was delighted to read such masterpieces.

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