At the end of the day
When the darkness comes
All I have to guide me
Is the light which shines
From deep within
When the darkness comes
All I have to guide me
Is the light which shines
From deep within
But that is plenty bright enough
Category: Poetry
Colour ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #175
These moments of some small artistry
Grasped upon and toyed with oh so playfully
A passing thought
Become a pleasing naught
For there is no deeper meaning here
Just some pretty colours challenging the black
Amid the balanced forms I’ve caught
Grasped upon and toyed with oh so playfully
A passing thought
Become a pleasing naught
For there is no deeper meaning here
Just some pretty colours challenging the black
Amid the balanced forms I’ve caught
Bent
This world through lens of mind
Is bent
To be a thing my eyes
Can see
Not quite what is
Reality
Is bent
To be a thing my eyes
Can see
Not quite what is
Reality
So bend my mind to fit
The world
Then see only the things
That fit
Ignore the things that don’t
One bit
That River Flows
That river flows
While I
Stand by
Upon the banks
Watch my life
Drift idly by
But why?
Ask I
Just join the flow
The river says
So I
Close eyes
Like the water
Enter life
Become the flow
Then I
Realize
Like the river
Being flows
I the water
Gather all
The river knows
‘Til I
Reside
In moment’s rhyme
The end of time
Bridges
Across the impassable forbidding
I open myself wide
To possibility
Begin to see the bridges
With my heart
With my spirit
I open myself wide
To possibility
Begin to see the bridges
With my heart
With my spirit
Valley ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #174
Through the valley
Between the rocky mounts
Where days go by
Too fast to count
Between the rocky mounts
Where days go by
Too fast to count
Then what remains
But moments lost
In timeless frame
I let them go
And count no more
Just live them all
In endless flow
So none pass by
For none remorse
Nor row against
The river’s course
The ripples
And the rapids play
The challenges
Of every day
Fences ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #173
Beyond the fence
Which keeps me out
Or holds me in
I’m not sure which
Which keeps me out
Or holds me in
I’m not sure which
There is a place
I want to be
Or fled in fear
I’m not sure which
Until I breach
And clamber through
Then come to know
Beyond the fence
Glacial ‘Til
In a land of ever ice
The snow survived
The summer heat
Since long before
Both you and I
The snow survived
The summer heat
Since long before
Both you and I
The glaciers die
The cold retreats
To summer’s entreat
They’re gone before
Both you and I
Vanishing ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #172
As the sun
So the pilings
So the day
So my life
So the pilings
So the day
So my life
In a whir of calm
And failing light
The river
Never stops
An Ode to The Seven
I see The Seven
In the land
The textures
The gestures
The shapes and lines
In the land
The textures
The gestures
The shapes and lines
And the colours
Oh the colours
Ever vibrant
Even this brown earth
They painted
With expansiveness
Let the grandiose
Dominate the brush
Then I
So happy
For just a hint of them
Through the glass
Held in my hand
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