West coast sunset

Scarlet ripples of the waves
Reflections of the dying sun
Flaming orange clouds
Day ending as it began

The sea like molten gold
Marching 'pon the shore
Glittering like a treasure trove
All tumbled 'cross the floor

The deep red orb falls
Towards a hungry sea
Shaft of sunlight strikes
Rocks & sets them free

Old man by the roadside

The old man by the roadside
staring into space
What happens on the inside
behind his weathered face

What loved one does he wait for
or memory retrace
As he stands outside his front door
a sad and lonely place