Once I climbed
the walls of a canyon
just to release my voice beneath
a sky tinged with red velvet and rubies
it echoed hollow and flat before returning
to fill spaces and cracks and indigence
replacing thoughts of emboldened bitterness
The Milky Way created calligraphy in the dark
and I captured my tears in a cup before offering up
the distress I was bound to abandon…there alone
Tapping my name on rocks still warm from the setting sun
I blessed each movement with wishes of hope and
even in my endless hunger I had a taste of paradise
In that fog as something somehow shifted
I shouted once again across ancient stone
waiting for an answering call on trembling knees
The response, strong and clear, made music
meant to be shared and melodies that
soothed even a troubled heart
And if this poem could dance
it would be in celebration of
second chances with
each new day
prompts: #JulyFalls18, #APoemADayChallenge, The Sunday Whirl, Sunday’s Whirligig
Truly beautiful with your words.
I imagined everything. The sky, the sorrow, the hope.
Keep writing. You are amazing.
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Thank you so much! 😊
Yes, in the stillness of night, starry sky above, a vast quietness that stills the spirit…..rekindles the spark of a joy in life…..
I so love your way with words! It’s poetry itself. 🙂