Poems

One morning,
as the sun shimmies over the horizon,
lighting my eyes full with a thousand jewels,
of a thousand lifetimes past
and a thousand yet to come,
I shall write a poem about one single night,
for my love longs for darkness

And one evening
whilst the moon chaperones his sweetheart the Earth, caressing her oceans,
hanging on her every word,
I shall write a poem about the morning,
for my love, loves the light.


©️2022 Lathen Griffiths

Reviews

[lightsong]

Striking one my friend! splendid, gorgeous images and feelings. love loves the dark because it's mystical and mysterious, love loves the light because it's pure and healing, the highest of feelings. You are a poet and this is how it should be for you. stunning. Thank You for sharing~

[Lathen Griffiths]

Thank you Lightsong, your very kind,


Best wishes,
Lathen

[John the Baptist]

Has the sound of polarity, maybe reincarnation. One pole seeks its opposite, and vice versa. Perhaps a oneness hovers over all of it.

[Lathen Griffiths]

Yes, I see what you mean, thank you John.

Lathen

[jacob erin-cilberto]

poems written for our loves and about our loves...
without them, where would our pens be?

[Lathen Griffiths]

Very true,

Lathen

[Chris Shaw]

Visually stunning Lathe. Two beautiful stanzas. I am reminded here that opposites attract. Where one might worship the morning, the other maybe drawn to the dark. I also picked up here on the willingness to please the other. Must be difficult though if you are admiring the full glory of the sunrise, to write about the opposite.

Chris

[Lathen Griffiths]

Many thanks Chris, I like what you said there “opposites attract” that is the feeling that I had in mind, (I apologise if I sound a bit scattered, I’ve had a day in hospital and am worn out) thank you as always Chris,


Lathe

[Chris Shaw]

Hope you are OK Lathe. You may be tired but you don't come across as scattered. Early night beckons I think for you :)

[Lathen Griffiths]

Definitely, hot water bottle at the ready :)