The Light and the Dark

Giving away love

red, white, and black

it keeps growing inside me.

A slow river, life moves to end

reminders of its head

blind and malleable memories.

We swing in sync

while clouds and rain

mix night into day.

Darkness; I can't see

Light blinding, but still

it binds us all together.

I give my love

more comes my way

embraced, we form light and dark.

Light twisted into shadow

I give it to you

and we give it back.

Irish demons

Catholic saints

We tangle into a pile of God.

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

We swing in sync
while clouds and rain
mix night into day.
Irish demons
Catholic saints
We tangle into a pile of God.
those two stanzas just rattle around in my brain - love them.

[Mockingbird]

shows love twining together and forming an unending bond...i guess the bond is transcendental. didn't see that one coming. (being an ex-catholic, myself.)

[s y e]

"Irish demons
Catholic saints
We tangle into a pile of God." -- Your imagery is amazing, Mark!

Another great write from you... I'm your number one fan, aha! ;)

[Mark]

You make my heart light! :)

[Leslie Philibert]

The last verse is indeed excellent, as is the whole poem,

[Ruth]

Belter of a last stanza! The whole piece is awesome, the colours also remind me of alchemy, mastering the art of love here and giving it, is no easy task...both dark and light do have to exist to excel xx

[Stanley Wilson]

good linking clever work enjoyed it

[Cassie]

This is so true, you give love, more comes your way. I really have loved this Mark, you have nailed it right

[Pryde Foltz]

Good stuff … if only it were as easy as light and dark, black and white. No, we must work at finding increasingly lighter shades of grey.

[Mark]

I kwas thinking more yin yang.

[Pryde Foltz]

Oops........