Day Light

How light helps me win the inner battle

Day light saves my disarmed soldier,

who climbs the steep dark slides.

He carries me through war, forward

to soothe my high hysteric tide.

 

Stay with him tonight, sun light,

dye blue the sky to seal his red-leaked pride,

sink in the sunken sky, but don’t slide

below his sight’s wavy ocean horizon.

 

Shine bright like summer fire flies

sparking the air at midnight.

Let him see you from my eyes.

Help him war on my dark sides.

Author's Note

Trying to be more positive, here...

Reviews

[Vince]

The old battle between light and dark, huh? Light always seems to win doesn't it! Darkness needs a more formidable army. Or maybe it just needs a bit of hope and morale. Hysteric tide...I'm only starting to notice the adjectives you use to describe certain things. Certainly unconventional and certainly good.

[-Adam-]

Hey man I like this poem you have wrote. The metaphor "shine bright like summer fireflies" fits this poem perfect. Great work Travis!

-Adam-

[No One Important]

I thought it gave a good image, gristly, but good

[Cassandra]

I really enjoy the metaphor here.. sunlight.. rescuing.. The middle stanza is my favorite... and the last line of this as well... "Let him see you from my eyes. Help him war on my dark sides. " nice work.

[J.P.O.et]

Nice write,
yes we all feel like this at times, darkness, falling into that pit
and you capture well how soothing and uplifting such a seemingly
simple thing like sunlight can be
Vitamin D........right. Can't rain everyday.........sigh
J.P.O.et

[ThexUnspeakablexRomance]

I really enjoyed this. Good use of imagery. :) Keep writing.

[Shadows of Sight]

I like the title and the picture it does your words justice. How often that the rays of golden sunlight are the only thing that keeps us from slipping down into a darkened pitt of dispare. This was wonderfully writen and is an encouraging tale to all that read it!
Great Job! :)

[David Salinger]

This was fantastic. I envy the fact that you can actually be positive. I write the dark and depressing stuff...

But I do NOT cross the dreaded emo line. Thank the Flying Spaghetti Monster!