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Sunset in Key West

November 18, 2016 By Sandra Heska King

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Sunset in Key West

Then the sun

melted into the sea,

and we who were together

for a few moments

went our separate ways

and melted into the night.

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  1. Megan Willome says

    November 18, 2016 at 12:27 pm

    Very appropriate for our last class as well.

    Thank you, Sandy!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      November 19, 2016 at 11:39 am

      Except we are not melting into the night. You won’t get rid of us that easily. 🙂

  2. Lynn D. Morrissey says

    November 19, 2016 at 10:22 am

    I’m melting. I’m melting! Little joke. 🙂 This is so beautiful Sandy and I do so appreciate your poetry–always!
    Love
    Lynn

    • Sandra Heska King says

      November 19, 2016 at 11:45 am

      HaHa! Have you heard the little ditty (that you can also act out) to the tune of “I’m a Little Snowman?” There are many versions. Here’s the one I learned:

      I’m a little snowman
      short and fat.
      Here is my broomstick,
      here is my hat.
      When the sun comes out,
      I melt away…
      down, down, down, down…
      Oops! I’m a puddle!

      Thanks so much, Lynn. A few people were slightly irritated that the fishermen were blocking their view, and almost like the fishermen were oblivious to it all. Maybe they were taking that kind of beauty for granted. And yet, I think their presence adds to the photos. 🙂

  3. Lynn D. Morrissey says

    November 19, 2016 at 12:28 pm

    Ha! Love the itty-bitty-snowman-ditty! Too cute. The Fishermen are fine. Humanizes the sunset and shows we can enjoy God’s creation being part of it. 🙂 I just don’t like to catch fish.I’ll readily eat them though.

    • Sandra Heska King says

      November 21, 2016 at 5:17 pm

      It struck me that they were pretty intent on what they were doing. Reminded me to look up sometimes. And yet… I saw beauty in their presence as well.

  4. Martha Orlando says

    November 19, 2016 at 2:25 pm

    Such soothing photos and poem. Thanks, Sandra!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      November 21, 2016 at 5:17 pm

      Thanks, Martha. I have to say it was one of the most beautiful sunsets I’ve seen.

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