Light

An experimental poem of light.

Light.

Photons alone in empty space

yet surfing a wave with everyone else.

Alone with the masses without no sense of direction,

to find its place, the wave must break

and the feeling of isolation sets in.

Too little light may result in depression

Too much and you get burned

Too diffused and you can't see

Too focused and you'll be blinded

Alone in a room of darkness

You light up the room, with the flip of a switch

You look around, the room's filled with strangers

you're still alone

Alone in a lit room of strangers

You light up the room, by putting on a smile

The smile spreads like a wave, a wave you're now surfing

you're with everyone else

Sunlight, bright light keeping fears at bay

Moonlight, dim light releasing to them to stray 

Jacklight, lure light reeling them in as prey

Firelight, burning light as they die away

Why fear the lack of light, pitch black?

Is the choice really that bright, or jack?

Embrace the darkness and your other senses

as fear cloud your judgement.

Feel and listen, lay down your mental fences

give in and know its innocent.

Author's Note

Just experimenting. Give any criticism, what's good and what's bad. Just note that this poem probably doesn't fit together as a whole. Please what pieces you like and don't.

Reviews

[Neville]

I agree with some of your 'authors note' in the sense that I feel there is more than just one poem lurking amid the words you have strung together here. I am also sure that if you re-visit you could tighten up just very slightly and present a well rounded and otherwise very good write...

All Good Things,

N