Thursday, April 06, 2006



Looking into the sunset I can't help but notice
that despite her beauty,
a sense of struggle and hopelessness surround the sky.
Deep inside you realize that this day is gone
and everything that it had brought is lost forever.
Every thought, every action, every dream, every hope,
every sight, every sound is gone.
There is no chance of every being returned the same,
exactly the same.
For every moment has a limit to what it can capture,
Even memory has a limit to what it can retrieve.

And the colours in the sky try to entertain us.
One last act with painted smiles,
for they too know that nothing can be done to save the day.
So futile their attempt to comfort our fear of the night,
our horror as we try to find our way,
like children who wander into a forest and never return.
I am ingratiated by the sunset because of her sensitivity
as she tries to push the darkness back for just a moment more.
But like so many times before....To no avail!
--- David J. Ebner


Blogger Susan Gets Native said...

That is beautiful. May I steal it for my blog?
I began tearing up in the first stanza, yet felt uplifted at the end. Thanks for sharing that!

11:23 PM  
Blogger Nan said...

Nice to have you back! I love this beautiful image and the twilight feeling it gives. And the words are perfect, rich and deep.

1:22 AM  
Blogger tess said...

You're up and running again! These are beautiful words. As always, your images are exquisite.

2:38 AM  
Blogger kerrdelune said...

Both photo and poem are exquisite and so poignant, and I thank you for them. Glad the internet travails have passed, and that you are back with us!

8:38 AM  
Blogger Cynthia E. Bagley said...

Glad you are back. I enjoyed the picture and poem. :-)

10:24 AM  
Blogger Pam in Tucson said...

Beautiful photo to illustrate this poignant poem. The light and reflections are glorious. I'm happy you're back. (Thanks so much for getting harmonyonline to post an explanation; I was worried about you.)

10:45 AM  
Blogger Endment said...

Susan k. williams
Glad you like it --- yes you may use it.

glad to be back. Really enjoyed being along the river with the clouds and wonderful light

glad to see you are back also. Missed you. Thanks

kerrdelune, cynthia e.bagley
I'm not yet certain internet problems are done with. Still having enough problem to keep me on edge.

pam in tucson
thankyou also... Glad I had harmonyinline's number so she could post for me by the way
thanks harmony

10:51 AM  
Anonymous Gin said...

Computers are our doorway to the outside world. All is well...until the door slams shut. Glad you're back. :)

11:17 AM  
Blogger Mary Ann said...

I really enjoy your photos and writing. Ronni Bennet at Time Goes By keeps a blogroll of interesting people over 50. Do you mind if I send her a link to your blog?

11:24 AM  
Blogger Rexroth's Daughter said...

I'm so glad you are back. Quite a spectacular return-- that photo is just beautiful, and the poem is lovely.

12:23 PM  
Blogger Endment said...

thanks for your comment - can't find your blog. would like to visit.

mary ann
Thanks for the compliments! Happy to have you pass on my link - (I do qualify for the over 50 part)

rexroth's daughter
I was beginning to think I wouldn't get back on line but I am glad to be back LOVE THE EAGLES!

12:47 PM  
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2:05 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Glad to have you back! This is a poignant poem that opened my eyes because I rarely feel regret at sunset or fear of the night.

2:14 PM  
Blogger Left-handed Trees... said...

I loved this poem from a poet I'm not familiar with. Discovery is a wonderful thing! I fell hard for the "painted smiles" and the futile "pushing back against the darkness"--that image is one that I'll hold onto!

2:15 PM  
Blogger liz elayne said...

these images of the day ending...incredible. thank you for sharing it...

6:29 PM  
Blogger tai haku said...

Oooh! the light in the dusk photo is really really nice. lovely post.

8:58 AM  
Blogger Endment said...

thanks for your visit - I am really enjoying your blog

I frequently want to push back sunset because there are so many things I want to do

c. delia scarpitti
I also like "pushing back the darkness" perhaps that is one of the phrases that drew me to this poem.

I have not been able to discover much about David J. Ebner -- would like to find more of his writing.

liz elayne
thank you

tai haku
thanks for your visit and comment - really had a lovely time visiting your blog

8:55 PM  
Blogger Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

your images are stunning! The details you capture!

9:50 AM  

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