Prompt for Poets and Storytellers United is indifference/ love
Remembrance
of the Fire
The spirits of
the misfits
drifts beneath passing clouds
hiding their light
where the air grew indifferent
forgetting they once burned like fire
Their sparks of passion
brushing the edge of dreams
releasing a faint fragrance
as a wisp of smoke rises
Slowly the sky pauses,
listens
a soft recognition
remembering the aroha*
that lived as a forgotten star
in the shadowed sky
The uncovered light
ignites the break of a bud
and winter departs
from the branches of the tree
It is the moment when truth,
unclothed and unafraid,
finally steps into the open,
warming the landscape
with the colours of shared flame.
*Aroha: love ( Maori ) ❤️
“Truth, unclothed and unafraid.” A rare commodity these days.
ReplyDelete...and that maple is indeed on fire.
ReplyDelete"A soft recognition remembering the aroha" is a lovely reminder that indifference can change back to caring given some patience and time. :)
ReplyDeleteWonderful in so many ways!
ReplyDeleteEntrancing writing. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteYour "uncovered light" verse start worked so well as I see it.
ReplyDeleteGood for the name's fit too
ReplyDeleteI love the use of contrasting colours to fit contrasting moods - a wonderfully constructed poem - Jae
ReplyDeleteIt is the moment when truth,
ReplyDeleteunclothed and unafraid,
finally steps into the open -
Love the romanticism in this, but whose truth is it? is it your truth or mine or is it theirs!
well I believe that if you let everyone shine, also people who don't fit in, they will blossom and surprise you. Their true self will appear. You can read it differently. This way is my truth and hopefully anyone's
DeleteA beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteLobvely words.
ReplyDeleteThat rememberance can help us hold on until the light returns again
ReplyDeleteBeautiful thoughts. ❤️
ReplyDelete'Ahora.
ReplyDeletethat lived as a forgotten star
in the shadowed sky.'
Alsof we even een herinnering - een flikkering - zien waar we vandaan komen. Ons leven een zoektocht is naar liefde. Dat we allemaal een deeltje zijn van het begin en het einde, en verbonden (kunnen) zijn met elkaar.
Ahora ♥
~~~ a truly glorious poem! Cheers.
ReplyDeleteI love, "the colors of shared flame". Lovely writing!
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