24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
There is always someone’s uncle who dies
shortly after retirement.
No aunts, no mothers, no grandmothers.
Like baby disaster stories that
are whispered to pregnant women,
these cautionary tales of uncles
are shared with glee.
What can one do,
but stand up and face fearlessly
the approaching cloud of doom
with ones own illumination.
The day has dawn
Tomorrow is gone
Looking forward
To a brighter and better day
Truth be told
The future is yet unknown
Hope is at its peak
Goals are set in place
Never doubting
Living in amazing grace.
copyright 2016 Roxann A Harvey
Before Darkness
Before Darkness
I believed in
The Starship Enterprise
And interstellar wonder.
During Darkness
I believed that
The Starship Enterprise
Should have stayed sunk.
Beyond Darkness
I believe that
The Starship Enterprise
Needs to survive.
Engage…
©Ardelle Hollis Ray
The end is near…
The end is clear…
The end is here
It arrived just in time.
It arrived with despair …
Within miles and miles
We could sense the end…
Without a new beginning…
With both of us sinning …
The hatred, so toxic… it got me twisted.
Let bridges burn in this confusion…
Awake from this illusion …
The end is close…
The end isn’t lost …
Let’s search for a new beginning…
Before I lose all hope…
Listen to the song;
But I hear noisy chords and
Mumbled mushy words
The Song
Lue
August 13, 2016
When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
It was the possibility of darkness that made the day seem so bright.
Stephen King
You, my song of Innocence,
You, my tale of Experience;
You, first my dawn and then my darkest night.
You, who gave me such luminous vision;
How could I know you were simply reflected light?
(c) Anne McMaster 2016
Having faith creates miracles
that that one can see, and feel.
Faith keeps one grounded
and fighting for one’s goals.
Faith is the energy that motivates
and all who desire to move forward.
Not everybody believes in faith
until it waves a hand “hello”
at the non-believers,
but having faith is a wonderful
and uplifting experience.
Copyright@2016MartinaGallegos
Before darkness was known…
There was only light!
Yet darkness was shown;
As to illuminate the night.
Before darkness was dark…
It made all creatures blind.
They heard the singing of a lark;
And heard only words of the kind.
Before darkness was named;
It was just the absence of light.
It was not sin, nor shame;
There just was no insight.
Before light was born;
There was just the whole;
The darkness we did not mourn;
We were the light within the soul!
>> Not sure it makes sense, yet, I am enjoying doing two poems an hour. One my own, the other based on the prompt. <<
(continuation of Poem 1 of Hour 1)
she shudders
the uncertainty moments before
are a welcomed dream
pungent air
singed
sulfuric taste
in her hovel there was hope
the maroon blood rust moonlight
she heaves up the hill
at the apex,
it rains ashes ashes
she looks out
her fallen city a corpse
she is the only one
Everything was pastel and dull and flat
Overexposed and underdeveloped
There were no stars, no secret midnight kisses
No time on Earth was more boring
Than the time before darkness