Tag: NaPoWriMo

How Far We’ve Yet to Go

In an old place
Beneath a brooding sky
Threatening clouds
Keep their promises

I reflect
On battlements
And palaces

And understand
We’ve come not so far

As we believe

Confined
I was
Until I remembered
My wings

Arms wide beckoning
All of being
Dark to light

Illumined texture
Shadowed depth

Through synthesis, form

So am I expressed
Unconfined

By black or white
No, I: all the subtle tones
Of possibility

There was a time
When walls made sense
Defending a perimeter
Patrolled and guarded
By men well-trained and armed
Against cavalry
Infantry and archers

Today
This wall is both beautiful
And a reminder of that time

Comes the azure
And the lavender
With a twilight calm
While Gaudi
My new friend
Beckons me
From near
And afar

Among the oppressed
Expressions of resistance
Become the everyday

The struggle continues
Outside the halls of learning
Where words are emblazoned
Even shouted in the square
Beyond the walls designed
To confine them

Oh, darling
Across these many miles

I have the touch of your words
On my heart
The touch of your voice
In my mind
The touch of your spirit
On my soul

But what I want
Is the touch of your hand
On my flesh

Come back to me, my love
I miss your presence
With all my being

Is it aftermath
Or afterglow
When the storm is past
And the sun sinks low
Behind scattering clouds
Reflected in calming waves

I suppose
It is a matter of perspective
As most extreme conditions are
So I tend to see the glow

And the storm?
Nature’s petit mort

Just one steady light
Piercing the darkness
Can guide me through
The rocky shoals