shadows never perplex me
more than i do
I have an idea, not too far away
perhaps right next to me
not that far off
or far out
or overtly esoteric
it doesn’t offer any verse
or supply a papered voice to compose
it’s just there playing within my head
so I’ll let it be
so it cannot doubt my words
or disallow me to assemble
what I am grappling with
like being stuck in traffic
looking for the signs
no one will see
least, obey
even as misty thoroughfares
of composition
reveal themselves
bending to the light
toward my desk lamp
of course, any new mystery
is clarified
when the puzzle reaches completion
allowing secrets once remembered
to be augmented one more time
to be augmented one more time
... et viola!:) Nicely remembered and recaptured in a crystallised fashion, composition and clarity fully achieved. Love those bending thought rays. A more sober version than the recital, I think! :) xx
I have not written a poem in two months, I was not feeling "clarity" to compose anything! However, this full moon woke me up, and now I get to read your lovely poetry. I also wrote a moon poem today...
Thanks for sharing your clarity and composition!
Peace, light and love,
Amber
Bending to the light. The clarity of expression resonates
in your smooth, gentle voice of penned verse. Beautiful read.
Lady Mary Ann
Be well,
Kathy
hug
Kathy
ChipB.
Love ya!
Jane