The prompt for Poets and Storytellers United is "Tell us something good"
Where shadows weave light
Can you hear the music?
You said it is slow and spiritless,
but her heart danced to the edge of the earth.
Do you see the shadow’s shape?
You said the dark makes you gasp for light,
while she saw light being woven through the shadow.
Have you breathed the air today?
You said it’s damp and dusty,
while the scent of rain on stone made her inhale deeply.
In the vastness of your mind,
a world is built of thoughts
some hard ones were taught.
To hide the fractures and ruptures,
you press a plaster to the pain,
you polish your pride
and place it on display.
But she walks barefoot in the sand,
writing verses in the sky
so soft the clouds will carry them,
so true the birds will echo them in song.
I give you a lantern to see her lightness,
your thoughts settle into softness.
Her soul twirls and stirs the stardust,
she invisibly moves you into beauty.
Made me think, Marja. Been a long time since I've used my lantern, it is in a box some place with some some other stuff. Lanterns are poetic, romantic, for writers rather than flashlights. Flashlights are good for mystery writers.
ReplyDeleteThat's such a cute idea, Jim, about lanterns being for poets and flashlights (we say torches) for mystery writers!
DeleteAbsolutely gorgeous, Marja! One of those poems that it quite makes my day to read. The upliftment will linger with me.
ReplyDeleteI love this imaginative flight of fantasy which conveys the thought that there are good things all around us - Jae
ReplyDeleteI love the use/symbolism of the "lantern" in this piece both contrasting and shedding light on differing attitudes towards life.
ReplyDelete...make sure that your light shines.
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful and touching, Marja. The lantern may mean different things to different people, but it always is a symbol of goodness overcoming evil, light winning over darkness and truth triumph over lies.
ReplyDeleteI really love the idea that we have to be at least somewhat proactive in looking for those soft glimmers of joy in our lives. Once we've spotted a few on our own, it's amazing how quickly they start to regularly appear in our lives.
ReplyDeleteI adore how your turned darkness into light in each stanza ~~~ this is a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteThe moon is a lovely lantern.
ReplyDeletePK
This is really beautiful. Good things are indeed everywhere.
ReplyDeleteYou have a wonderful way with words.
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