Looking up from the down
My eyes
Having been temporarily imprisoned
I matter-of-factly acknowledged The Light
It had been there all the while
And I knew It
(Sunrise Over Lake Michigan, Milwaukee)
Tag Archives: Light
Light Years
Warrior
Humble alter-ego
Mythical before now
Until the winter sky revealed
The hunter and hunted both finally found
The Consequences of Smiling
The Consequences of Smiling
by Lisa
You’ll always look four and twelve
Eighty even, but not forty at all
Kids will look at you funny for a minute
Then run to you
They’ll want to stay
Real adults won’t take you seriously
So beware
The eyes begin to go
Wrinkles at the corners
Nearsightedness -the good kind of myopia
You’ll see the treasure too
The up-close
The forest for the trees
Your own awe-struck stare at dawn
Your face will stay that way
Muscle memory (Mom was right)
You’ll be the light
In someone’s lousy day
On your own hard days
You’ll see your smile too
Its asymmetry…its perseverance
Smiles are feathers
Warmth for mind, body and soul
Insulation from frowns
Lift for the wings
Yours and theirs
Rainbow-colored plumage for this place
Smiles, like feathers that tickle
Inland
This skin likes the morning light
The way the Sun sounds
When all’s alright
I wonder what hour the tides tend to turn
When adrenaline’s glow
Becomes exhaustion’s yearn
Jack
Should the sunrise be at your back
Today, or for a spell
Won't you carry on?
Let those on the shoreline
Seeing their truth for the first time
Have their realizations
Know
If you're facing darkest unknowns
Light can only follow you
Of Might & Need: A Haiku
All we think we need
Does nothing to redeem us
And cheapens our minds
Ne’er
It's late afternoon
So the clowns have come out
The clowns and their clouds have come out
Juggling the truth
Denying the light
Sure that they'll not lose the fight
I own afternoon
And ev'ning and morn'
In armor, I'm clad to the bone
It's late now, for you
So clowns take your clouds
Back to your faint-hearted home
Every Knee
You came to my heart
As a pinpoint white light
You said “You’re Welcome.”
Ode To You
You might be the one
In cement there
At the bottom of the steep, steep ascent
Holding on for dear life wondering
Can I?
You might be the one
Under dark skies here
Unable to navigate or follow through
Pining for your sea legs
What then?
You might be the one
Overcome now
Thoughts of what could go, may go, wrong
Aching and afraid, wishing
If only?
Ascend and see
Look far and smell the salt air
Breathe deep and find
You might be the one
Reasons
It is an unexpected hour
Not too late
Not too early
Enough light so that we can still hear
So go back and look again
Do you see the soft shadows asking
Don’t disengage
Do you feel the air giving
Reasons to stand
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