Forward through the fog

 

 

 

O darkness...
Ink of eve.
will of the night
where shadows thick fall like fog
smothering clarity and thought
where do we perceive
cohesive directions
receiving such lashes
the white light collected candles
keeping vigil in these halls of serpentine
these wiggles those twists
sit secure on every little stretch
as I swing between a balance
of defending or chasing
I tilt my head to the side
like a dog on this wire
wandering wondering
ready to run
bogged down before I've begun
stuck in the mud
amid
the oceans drift
washing
wishing away today
accumulating yesterdays
when all I need is now
those eyes and a smile
where if time stands still
or bends get rough
it is enough
to see for miles 
  




 

Reviews

[Frieda P]

I felt like this at 4 AM this morning....except you wrote it much lovelier than the actual feeling itself.

the oceans drift
washing
wishing away today
accumulating yesterdays

Glad you ended it with clear views, there's always hope...excellent read.

[Souladareatease]

hehehe sometimes it lasts for days with me:) and indeed Always:)
Thank You Frieda-Appreciate the visit!!!

[Muse]

Despite the fog,
your poetry gets delivered by a prism of light,
refracting through water and air
as if
you had no cares....

[Souladareatease]

Your too kind Dear Muse-Thank You for that :) I've missed You-Be by to Hang out soon!!!

[Kristallo]

This is lovely. "The white light collected candles" line is clever, and really stuck out for me. The ending is gorgeous. :) Great write.

[Souladareatease]

So good to see You Kris!!! Thank You always for the kind words!!!
Hope You post some writes soon!!!