Saturday, July 13, 2013

sunrise . . . after a dark night


what causes our psyche to slip to to one side
and not the other ....
fractures lie
ever present
ever waiting ... open & raw
part of our carbon crystal selves ..
reflecting
refracting
some to rise
some to fall
is evil but a masked myth
or
linked on our divine chain ....
ringed & outlined with a beer cozy & black lines thick ...
loss
&
fear - colliding
a response ... an ego'd step to
quiet madness ....
others bridge those dark chasms
with the orange light of love & dawn's fragility ....
spanned & connected
shining the light ... above
to stars & saviors
holding ... hope

3 comments:

  1. I always love your blog so much. Your poetry is always such a treat, always unexpected and deeply interesting!

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  2. Our carbon crystal selves
    can AND do bridge the gap between

    Logic
    &
    Beauty.

    I see both in your words.

    Hope away! Uncle Tree

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  3. One would have had to live this in order to write it with such clarity. This can't be swallowed whole. Love it!

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