End of the Day

Red sun sinking in bloodied sky Black horsed dark rider as one strained Astride rolling drumlin hill Watch west toward sacred royal home Snuggled 'tween soft rolling mounds Hugging slopes of deep green velvet grass Once great house of elder gods Beams blaze a smoking red pyre Fire burning red branch brightly Crimson orange rivals the dying embers Sky filled with warm wispy clouds Round earthly sun they worship on Hymns long forgotten raised higher Fire groping stretching to touch the sky Reaching for slowly sinking brother Inspired bards watch on in quiet platitude As great sun slowly sinks

Neptunes flight

Dismal dark day

Pattering and pouring

Through gullies and gutters

Streaming icy chill

Gushing past my feet

Flooded roads clogging cars

Stalling engines

In dark deep puddles

The machines drown

Eyes strain upwards towards sky

Viewing Neptune from northerly realm

Striding 'cross soaked sodden land

With cold wet shoulder shudders

Swaying his watery cloak earthward

As rivers flood full of praise

And lowlands bubble up in lakes

On such great puddles and streams

He darkly dances in thoughtful mood

Across pockmarked mirrored aspect

As traversing the troposhere

Dark Neptune sprays down 

All his life-giving furious feelings

Upon all and sundry, saint and sinner

Till his rage drags him onward 

And sol returns a welcome warmth

While a stillness suddenly settles 

Upon rain soaked land