COMES THE LIGHT

Dark again
Darker than
Colourless sounds
From ceiling to walls
Always
Strange doors
Like gaping mouths
Dragging tears
Cracking open
Screams of silence

A day or night
Then comes the light
At long weary last
Ended future
Useless past
Nothing holds
Narrow roads
Damaged junction
There's a time
Comes the light
Follow the light

                          By Phil Roberts

Reviews

[charlie]

There's a time
comes the light...

Evocative, Phil.

[Phil Roberts]

Thank you, Charlie. I was trying something a little different.