Light of Day

Failures, like eel grasslurk in slumber’s watersentangle me in regret I’m drowning in should’sand what if’s, until gaspingI awake with a start The light of consciousnessreleases me from emotional bogilluminates the rational I am restored, set upon the shoresof revelation, ready to stepforward with forgiveness. (For Reena’s Exploration Challenge: light. Image my own.)

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Love, Like Light

Caring heart shines bright Needs, like moths flock to light, cast shadows, threaten to eclipse – Love’s eternal fight. (For Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt: love.  Image from personal collection.  Original poem on Twitter @Vjknutson.)

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Glimmer

Midwinter light breaks monotony of grey – tree dances in glimmer. (For Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt:  glimmer.  Image from personal collection.)

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Luminescent

My heart is a brook, joyous as a child’s song, memories like moss warm my wintry verges – luminescence from within. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku challenge:  brook/ moss; and Eugi’s weekly prompt: luminescent.)

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Shine a Light

Winter breath catches shine a light to guide me home – darkness unsettles. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: air/ lantern.  Image from personal collection)

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Contrasts

Contrasts, life presents – focus on the light, I tell myself, eyes wandering to dark corners been up against too many brick walls to harbour simplicity in faith, besides, darkness holds the light we inevitably all follow. (Image from personal collection.)  

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Accustomed to the Dark

Nine months of incubation – dark, watery womb of life – emerge to blinding brightness, learn to covet the light – yet our soul struggles, defies ego’s hold on certainty – fights against conformity, draws us back to the tomb – deep into the mysteries, where discomforted, challenged we grow accustomed to the dark. (For […]

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Lapses in Light

The sky donned a mask today – clouds contriving a hoax – like a great, feathered beast emerging from the heavens, bearing down on me – Silly, this trepidation, this superstitious sentimentality – both clouds and I know this is only illusion – sun still rules the skies… (Willow Poetry poses the weekly challenge:  What […]

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Dare I Hope?

Hope glitters like rays of golden sunlight piercing the thick overgrowth of my life. Dare I respond or is it just the sharp deflection of light on tinfoil meant to keep the scavengers away?

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