Sunsets

Sunsets are the most beautiful, magical, mesmerizing phenomenon that occurs every day. Sunsets never miss a beat and always put on such a wonderful show to whoever stops to appreciate it. I'm sure everyone has the same question, where do sunsets come from? who makes the vibrant colors of pink, purple, deep orange, and different shades of red? You can thank the goddess Aphrodite for her work of love, and beauty. She uses her powers for the good, to create the most wonderful colors to make you fall

out to the white sand beach through the sliding glass doors in the first room to watch the sunset. The colors of the sunset against the light green water were amazing. The reds, oranges, and yellows seemed more vibrant next to the color of that water. It made me wonder why people don’t just stay on the beach for the rest of their lives. I knew that I would have happily stayed there forever just to see sunsets like that every night for the rest of my life. We stayed on the beach until the sun was completely

Explication Remember viewing the world through of the lens of adolenscence? That all-encompassing innocence that drove headfirst into all of lifes experiences with passionate optimism. Emily DIckinson definitely remembered that youthful spirit, as it's something she carried with her long into her adult years; not only in her personal life, but in her poetry as well. Despite the standards of verse being quite set in stone at the time of its publication, Dickinsn followed in the footsteps of ?? and

Remember viewing the world through of the lens of adolenscence? That all-encompassing innocence that drove headfirst into all of lifes experiences with passionate optimism. Emily DIckinson definitely remembered that youthful spirit, as it's something she carried with her long into her adult years; not only in her personal life, but in her poetry as well. Despite the standards of verse being quite set in stone at the time of its publication, Dickinsn followed in the footsteps of ?? and wrote what

Sunsets add alluring and vibrant colors to the world. Ornamental Sketch With Verbs and She Sweeps With Many Colored Brooms achieve the same goal of expressing the beauty of the sunset. In Ornamental Sketch With Verbs, the author describes how the sunset changes the mood of the streets and makes ordinary items beautiful. In She Sweeps With Many Colored Brooms, the author talks about the sun as if it were a housewife sweeping, leaving behind shreds of color that form the sunset. Although, these poems

The sky bolsters with eloquent colors, the warm sand caresses your toes, and the soothing waves break with the most perfect noise as to not break your focus on the sunset; it is just as captivating as a north poles aurora borealis. A certain feeling drifts along through a slight breeze on this sunset beach as you observe the sunset above the water. It is a warm and comforting feeling that most people can relate to when they experience the affects of love for the first time; a sudden rush of

glory of Your son. As it sets behind the distant trees across the lake, You spill Your love over me in the brilliance of the sunset. Reds, pinks, blues, oranges, and purples blend to create a sight beyond my human imagination. Streaks of color illuminate the sky above me and reflect in the lake's still waters. A rugged cross stands with such strength in front of the sunset in remembrance of the One who died to grant us such beauties. Here is where I fell in love with life. Here is where I fell in

Attributes of Fire It was a bright and sunny day in mid-July, not a cloud in sight. I could feel the intense heat against the back of my neck as I rode my bike along a remote mountain trail with my friend entail. We were heading back towards the campgrounds after a long day of fun and adventure. As the beautiful sun set across the horizon I realized that with the setting of the sun came the end to a long day full of energy and livelihood. The very sun that made me sweat earlier that day gave me the

As I stood there, on the beach, glancing at the ocean in awe of the beautiful sight, a sudden gust of wind blew past me. Each individual strand of my hair crossed my face, the sun played peek-a-boo as it made its appearance just above the horizon, as if it were too scared to show its’ beautiful light. The smell of the sea filled my nose as I took in the fresh air. The sand was filled with corals, with a collection of many sea shells, all of which had their own uniqueness in shape, size and color;

“Contemplations” by Anne Bradstreet is a poem of thirty-three seven-line stanzas. It has an ABAB CCC rhyme scheme. This complex poem exists as a justification of writing as a unity with God that ends with the questioning of humanity’s placement in the hierarchy of the universe. The theme is presented as a tightly woven structure of different concepts, nature and religion go hand and hand. The poet is conflicted because she has hopes of being able to glorify God, but is hindered by a sense of her