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

 

Comments9

  • orchidee

    Good write LB.

  • yellowrose

    I like this . Nice words 🙂

  • 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...

            • The Uneducated O.A.P

              Good morning L.B, lovely "shards of sunlight" breaking through today.
              Great words.
              Bill

              • L. B. Mek

                ain't they just!
                'Spring, thy beautiful Spring'
                does so-much of a year's: heavy lifting, I think..
                thank you Bill, your kind comment
                perfectly matched by morning coffee's, dose
                of aromatic: serenity
                (or at least - a semblance-of, anyway) lol

              • Neville


                ... Quite simply splendid poetry sir ...



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