Illuminate

Sometimes,

in the darkness of the night,

we see more clearly than ever.

As immutable forms arise

and get engulfed

by waves of unknown potency,

some soar to fly 

with the power of thought,

though seemingly bound forever 

to the fetters of the night.

It is then these ruminations, 

illuminations

in the fog of muddled thought

ignite 

in a haze of clarity,

bringing to life in vivid colour 

these monochrome dreams

some choose to call reality.

Reviews

[Divinity Sleeps in This]

Lovely, no matter how you experiement the rich pouring language follows you....

[Melati]

I really like the discription of the poem. Well written!

[Audrey Howitt]

these monochrome dreams

some choose to call reality.


Lovely! Great word choice and word painting--excellent--

[MOON]

Very good

[Coyote Poetry]

Illuminate of our world is needed for us to know beauty and wonder. I like the description and the desire of the poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote