March 2, 2016

The Sun by Stephen Roche

The backdrop of the sun
Is like art to me, but I
Don’t know much about it.

Down behind the mountains
It goes to sleep another night.
Warmth I’ll hold until tomorrow.

The backdrop of the sun
Does not return to the sky
And we below are lost.

And no matter how far
I walk behind the mountain,
I’ll never find where it went.

Stephen Roche lives in Tralee, Ireland. He studies Creative Writing at the Institute of Technology, Tralee, and is currently on a 3 month Internship with a local online news outlet. He has previously been published in Three Line Poetry, Haiku Journal and The Literary Commune.


  1. That's really good. Makes you think. Good work Stephen keep it up. Interested in what's to come next.

  2. Thank you Stephen. I enjoyed reading your poem.

  3. Such sweet ideas...very childlike.