Let There Be Light!

Let There Be Light!

 

 

Oh! The tragedy that's befallen!

Oh! The reserve of palm trees!

Oh! The curses that've been calling,

Within my mind and not for thee!

 

Oh! The olive, pine and mundane shrubbery,

Bitter rains and sandstorms your kingdom loves.

Oh! The blaze without the ghostly breeze

Oh! The cold that scorches and throbs,

The pungent bliss and dying honeybees,

And Spring that cries with ripe-red screams

Like a fearful maiden that flushes and flees

 

Oh! The tiresome chase for the sea,

When it's been ebbing at the length of my knees,

For at least -or much more- than a hundred years.

 

Oh! I fathom your regal frown and lack of word;

Your tests and your vivid, lonesome gift,

For I seldom pray or thank the Lord.

And away from clarity away I drift.

 

But, please, oh, please!

Do find in your heart thy faded trace.

Thy heart that bathes my unrest

In timeless strength and solemn grace.

 

        And let it be written in your hallowed script,

Before I sign my name in waste,

And before my fear has slyly crept

 

Let it be written so that I wake

To the shyness of the sun

Above sleeping lavender fields

And rustic warmth and one

Only one sound that speaks

 

But I tell you what,

If for whatsoever reason you see,

That Hell is home for the likes of me,

Then, please, oh, please!

Let there be waiting

An electric fan that fans indeed

And a good book or two

For me to read.

 

Oh, and a little flower pot and a seed,

And maybe a strong wi-fi connection.

 

No, strike the last one,

Seriously. I'm done.

Ameen.. 

Reviews

[Bright Ocean Star]

Rain, this is wonderful....whimsical and funny....unexpected, and vividly imagined....Thank you for sharing this wholly irreverent poem....I love it. Nice work!

[Tai Ryens]

Aha! So delightful, I swear I feel too akin to the emotions your speaker conveys through your poetry. It all sounds even more lovely when read aloud.
What I find even more relateable is the whole begging for a luxury whilst suffering the eternity in hell. I could not help but imagine that to be said while shrugging with a sly smile and a carefree composure, your eyes glimmering in a particular way; "I'm going to hell anyways, why the f**k not? I've nothing to lose by asking it be done."
Enjoyed this immensely, Rain! I shall be glancing over your other pieces eventually, I look forward to doing so!

[Layla J Omorose]

Rain, every time I read one of your poems I am taken to a different time and place. You provide very good imagery and imagination. I love the way this poem sounds as it is read aloud. Once again this is another well done poem.

[StarNinja]

Oh! Another delightful read!
Oh! A poem that's short and more my speed!
Oh! I'm constantly surprised by your skill at ryhme!
Oh! Except at the end.... But who needs to ryhme all the time? Not me!
There's a lot going on in this piece. Is that what you call poems? Pieces? Anyway, I liked how old school it felt with the exclamations and the proclamations and all that rigamaroll. It took me back to a time when poetry was poetry and not all this junk on Writers Cafe that I swear someone copy/pasted off their diary.

'Where is the sun? I keep it in my drawers. Why do I do it? Because why the f**k not.
Who is the one? Who keeps stealing my socks? My roommate. She sucks.'

That's not poetry! That's why I hate reviewing this s**t. Because that's what it is! But you Rain... you have a gift. You understand the difference between poetry and prose that pretends to be poetry. You are the Bard reborn! Yea to thee, I say! Yea to thee!
Anyways, the poem was pretty good. Keep it up, yo.

[Coyote Poetry]

"An electric fan that fans indeed
And a good book or two
For me to read."
The poem made me desire to know more. I like the description and the painting. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[YouoweYoupay]

Thank you, Coyote! I'm so glad you stopped by. :)

[Sami Khalil]

"But I tell you what,
If for whatsoever reason you see,
That Hell is home for the likes of me,
Then, please, oh, please!
Let there be waiting
An electric fan that fans indeed
And a good book or two
For me to read."

Hahaha. What? Fans in hell, books and maybe a TV. Dial 1800 God help...lol
A wonderful write...:)..............

[YouoweYoupay]

Thank you Sami! I can't bear the heat! It's only fair that I suffer a while and rest under cool shade another while if I ever ended up in hell. Your laughter in the review made me smile. Thank you again. : )

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. It brought smiles. You are welcome..:).............................