I'm Still Tying My Shoe

[Wildcard]

Hi Vika,
Good to see you posting.

Such an interesting poem with a unique slant. Here are some thoughts.

Sunset

Escape of thoughts never
Completely contemplated

The mark of another word I failed
To say right

Sound of a prayer for light to see my way
Aware that I’m blind

--these lines all sound like thought patterns . . . or at least that's my take. They are vaguely pieced together as if to suggest bits and pieces of a mental impression

Dawn

A shot from a gun to start the race
I’m still tying my shoe

It’s the hesitation to shoot the mocking bird
Singing my requiem

Beginning of a life long journey --I don't think 'of' is necessary here. It reads better without it to me
That starts one step back

If I'm not wrong, you are going for a sort of loosely woven pattern here that hits the high spots. I think you've done just that, but in places it is a little too ambiguous in my opinion. But of course I could be missing something obvious.

Thanks for sharing and good to see you posting.