L. B. Mek

that Unsettled spirit we Harbour

 

Life

is discovering, those

 

shards 

of sublime, sunlight

 

piercing 

through stormy, clouds

 

hovering 

menacingly, out of sight;

 

while

those with unsettled eyes, busily

 

covet 

enticing pastures, from faraway

 

forsaking

blossoming buds, here to stay

 

in-fear

of missing-out on blind-hope’s, better

 

wishing

hollow miracles, into surrender

 

collating

regret’s collages: of anxiety’s mirages…

 

 

© L. B. Mek

April 2019

 

Comments8

  • orchidee

    Good write LB.

  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    I like this . Nice words 🙂

    • L. B. Mek

      thanks! 😊

    • Teddy.15

      Beautiful

      • L. B. Mek

        Awesome: thank you!

      • Jerry Reynolds

        I enjoyed this, L.B. wrote really well.

        • L. B. Mek

          glad you liked this one Jerry,
          I was hoping it would catch your eye
          so I could thank you for the tips: directly;
          (this write has been revised a lot recently
          inspired: by your own sparsely-worded style
          of succinct, artistry)

        • Accidental Poet

          Well done LB. ; )

          • L. B. Mek

            thank you kindly, dear poet

          • PrEm Ji

            we are missing a lot of nature's wonders.... pathetically glued with electronic displays...

            • L. B. Mek

              indeed my insightful friend, but now
              my grey-haired, lethargy
              towards humanity's endlessly flawed, nature
              can't help but question, are we sure - if not this
              wouldn't we - most fallible, of Nature's: burdens
              find something else? to distract and feed
              our curated - wilful state, of purposed - obliviousness...

            • Goldfinch60

              Those shards of sunlight are so wonderful in our lives and they will grow into full light to dispel any anxieties.

              Andy

              • L. B. Mek

                we can only hope Andy, leaning
                on energising words like yours, to maintain
                our blinkered, wishful perspectives
                of those somewhat - blurred, horizons
                we - bravely, traverse
                every time we choose
                to look-up and smile - unflustered...

              • Neville


                ... Quite simply splendid poetry sir ...



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