Lighting Call

Winter defines this stage,
this page, night descending
too early for my taste.

If I catch a falling star,
can I shed the excess
layers of this confinement

Follow animal impulses
to a sunnier clime, restore
exuberance of noble youth?

Passion persists, intelligence
in tact, just need a brighter
angle from which to reveal it.

(Lillian is hosting dVerse poetics tonight with the prompt: shed.  I am also linking up to Willow Poetry’s “What Do You See?” challenge: photo prompt; and Ragtag Community: angle; as well as Fandango’s: noble.)

 

69 comments

  1. Impressive how to worked the various prompts together. I really like the image and followed your poem visually … so startled to then realize you were also working in additional connections. Cleverly done! Your poem stands on its own quite nicely.

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  2. I like the way you describe winter with ‘night descending too early’, V.J. – that’s how I feel, although I have noticed it’s coming a little later every day. I also like the internal rhyme of ‘stage/page’ in the first stanza and the enjambment stretching the whimsical question over two stanzas.

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