The sigh of midnight...

You can have those laughs I put aside…just for you

While humming odes to the sun…

Closed eyes. I can still smell all those shades of blue

Yet when I blink again….they’re gone

         and I’m undone.

Don’t turn on the lights,

I like to paint those stories in the dark.

Those stories that life somehow rewrites

But not without leaving an inevitable mark…

Does a moment get to define a lifetime?

And how do I free the star trapped in me?

A favorite darkness of my own choice and design

Where eternal resplendence should never cease to be.

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

This is splendid, very well written, and infused with beauty and light. Your word choices and breaks are such that it seems unplanned, but I can see the pains of construction behind it. I very much love this.

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much for the wonderful words, Linda :)

[Chris]

How are you holding up in the timeless lands of dream and whim?

[Ana B.]

I'm holding up beautifully and lithe, hope life is making you chuckle as well ;)

[Chris]

It is allowing me the heart to dream and the vision to smile.

[Ana B.]

Well, that is a limitless Universe in itself...

[emmajoy]

There's something - no matter its shape - that leaves thoughts here that, i think, have more meaning than thought as i read the first two lines. More of you, your Self, exposed? Perhaps. Dark nights seem to hold secrets exhaled unknown, thoughts that exist but don't have life of their own. Maybe? Your writing here has both sides of a coin.. toss it where you want, it'll perhaps always land where not wanted. The finest of phrasing, words laid carefully yet.. with mystery. Perhaps to be used however the reader feels or wants it to feel. Maybe return to learn more from your post rather than my interpretation of your thoughts. Such beautiful music, piano.. but then, of course.

[Ana B.]

Well, duality is in everything and everywhere as life repeatedly has shown me, so that there is no meaning in light with no shadows and vice-versa. Maybe that is what I meant...but then again....my work has a life of its own so every time I read it in a new light. Thank you for stopping by my dear, hope life is good for you ;)

[emmajoy]

Maybe those small miracles of not realising one's put more or differently than thought provide that duality?

Just read your words again, slowwly.. and even now there are differences.. magical indeed!

[Ana B.]

:))) i'm starting to think that duality is rather a hidden law of how things are. Especially the brain....

Hugs!!!

[emmajoy]

Belatedly here again... and laughing like a drain!!! Will sleep with a smile somewhere in MY duality. Hugs for you too..

[Robert Trakofler]

that star inside you shines thru in your writes in golden hues they shimmer from the ink and those moments never define us they are guideposts to new journeys, warnings and perhaps mournings but never do they have to remain static.... that is up to you nice sentiment scrawls in here

[Ana B.]

Thank you for the wonderful words, Robert! :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

many moments make up a lifetime...but if we hide from the light...it will never fill us with its beauty.
Each has a star within...those who are not afraid to let it shine will have many good moments...
so good to read you again,
j.

[Ana B.]

True.Yet sometimes, that change we earn for, begins when we face the dark side of ourselves. At least we have to admit there is one.
As ever, it brings me joy to see you here Jacob.Thank you