Twilight Stopping each breath The shadows of her thought Reflected by the candlelight Helpless A stolen moment of self-truth Growing dense in her veins Hunting her soul Entrapped
A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period -- When March is scarcely here A Color stands abroad On Solitary Fields That Science cannot overtake But Human Nature feels. It waits upon the Lawn, It shows the furthest Tree Upon the furthest Slope you know It almost speaks to you. Then as Horizons step Or Noons report away Without the Formula of sound It passes and we stay -- A quality of loss Affecting our Content As Trade had suddenly encroached Upon a Sacrament. Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/a-light-exists-in-spring-by-emily-dickinson
Unlocking the door Feeling the scent of the night They remembered everything Seduced by the stars Drifting towards love
The night sky is the theme for this week’s poetry challenge. I’m sure everybody is dreaming of unlocking the doors! Let’s hold on tight and stay indoors for a while. Soon we will be allowed to open the doors and breathe the freshness of a new day/night.
The ragged surface Scarcely shinning upriver Under the moonlight An enheartening secret For all her eternity
The words for this week are Comfort and Worn, synonyms only! I’ve chosen Enheartening and Ragged, and of course the full moon had to be part of the poem! Have you seen how gorgeous the full moon is shinning this month?
Looking beyond embroidered branches Opportunities to fleet in the vastness Gasping breaths and insecurities Pondering the consequences Surrounded by doubts
Beauty is the Garden Scent of Roses, Murmuring Water Flowing gently... Can words describe the indescribable? Rumi
"The moon starts singing When everyone is asleep And the planets throw a bright robe Around their shoulders and whirl up Close to her side." Hafiz