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Shattered Light

out of the void comes light
liquid white
and it is good
graceful and effortless

form pours forth

love’s tears of joy or sorrow
radiate ever downwards
noiseless and nimble
passing through the prism
of rainbows for tomorrow

hoary glow silvers in the wake
scatters satin linings over new clouds

twisting then the way of dark expression
toward mankind

en masse humanity

stained glass images lie shattered
cracked
strewn over cold marble floors
and swept into dark corners
calamity waits in shadow

light hides out in exile
extinguished
in absence of color
faith tattered
spark in the eye

gone like one forgotten

stars fall on dead men walking
day and night spirits defeated cry

save me for I am blind

majesty turns pride inside out
beams that cannot be swallowed
sucking truth back into existence
hurling down to the black hole
all things rotten

hush

listen to the rustling prayer
flashings of feathered wing
muses rousing to revelation

the crooks of darkness
exposed at first  light

walls fall down with a shout
of bright resistance

stained glass images dapple white across
the purified and shining land
then we shall wake up and dance
by the word
spoken
Lord

— deelilah, Aug 04, 2009

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Region, Country: Northwest USA, USA

Favorite Poets: E.E. Cummings, Robert W. Service, Emily Dickenson

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barbsdad2003

16 years 10 months ago

Wonderful!

Striking command of English. And a refreshing economy of words. I can see you're making good use of your time on the road. Pacing? Works well. I've no problem---not at all---with it. I esp. like your breaks. A good example here, of "cracked" standing alone between two five-word lines: stained glass images lie shattered cracked strewn over cold marble floors Another good example of empowering a single word: "hush" placed artfully. So keep on keepin' on. You do good work. Thanx much, Chuck
deelilah

deelilah

16 years 10 months ago

Thank you Chuck

I appreciate this comment, especially coming from you, as you are the master of the English and of economy. I reworked this one a bazillion times. It just didn't want to happen for the longest time. I am very unsure of myself in the free-form world, so to hear it worked for you is great news. Duh, I should have known that picture wasn't in the north. The sun is just different in the south. Was that the setting for your 'metaphor walk'?---which was a great poem, by the way. I feel still, every day, like your character on that walk---sort of like free- form poetry---what's it all about, Alphie? Deelilah
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barbsdad2003

16 years 10 months ago

I had ...

in mind, in the writing of "if I'd known: a metaphor," a typical morning walk in the vicinity of home. The entire piece came out of my head. The only challenge was to create the deception that it was for real. The point, as I can see you realize very well, is the metaphor. Thanx much. You encourage me. Yours, Chuck