Don't fear the dark
painting end of day
from the womb a birthmark
night kneeling to pray
Its unrolling blanket warms
soft cradle of the soul
safe from outside storms
a tranquil shoal
Floating under celestial seas so black
thick darkness be my shoulder
tote me in your sack
light ashes that smoulder
Let darkness carry you away
enfold you to its breast
here family shadows lay
in their peace rest
Broken, torn, bent
as under scorching suns you roam
day of life spent
dark will guide you home
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: March 5th, 2024 03:36
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15
Comments8
I can definitely relate to the comforting embrace of darkness portrayed in your poem. It beautifully captures the sense of peace and solace found within its depths. Great work!
Thank you so much for reading it and your understanding comment. It is most appreciated.
Wow, such beauty in this vision and rhyming flawless another stunning peace, that would calm anyone's fears of death. Kudos sorrenbarret what a poetic heart you do own. ๐น
Thank you Teddy your reviews are always most welcome and kind.
Good write SB.
But, arrghh, who turned the light out? I just fell down the stairs! lol.
Thanks Orchi I don't think anyone turned it off it just burned out. We all need to replace the light bulbs from time to time.
Fear not the darkness my friend, for in your heart is enough light to shine your way. ๐ Very well penned soren.
Thank you so much my friend. No I never have feared the darkness it is a soothing place that provides comfort and peace. Thanks for the review and kind words.
The pleasure was mine soren, thank you. ๐
So true soren we also know that the safety of the dark will eventually bring us to the light of wonder.
Andy
Thanks Andy your read is appreciated and deeply valued. That seems to be the point of the poem that dark does bring us to light and vise versa.
This switches direction perhaps w purposed intention. Itโs almost as if it could be read to an intended partner or it also can read as a message to self such that it wonโt be perfect and habits string remain but an ashen start is enough??
Thanks Bobby for the read and interpretation. Yes ashes are our end but as the Phoenix the glowing embers may reignite and rebirth in what ever symbolic form you wish may come. Thanks Bobby
i just clicked on this poem of yours at random, and enjoy an author who favors brevity versus some other wordsmith very familiar to me, who tends to lapse into prolix - ha!
Thanks so much for your review and comment. Although I do have some longer pieces I generally feel that more is less.
The peace in the darkness brings contentment. Well Done Soren, I enjoyed it.
Thank you so much for digging out this older piece from the dark. It is most appreciated
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