stained midnight February 12, 2012 you knew the light bent it in your favour & leapt gracefully across hearts cheeks and shoulders rouged chromatic incandescent pretending the dark had no claim over your lonely clumsy soul Rene ~ February 2012 Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Labels blogging d'verse death hope inspiration life lit loss lyrics Magpie Tales poems poetry writing Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments Fred MillerFebruary 12, 2012 at 10:42 PMPretending is the first step in conquering anything.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyPat-Mather Brown Gordon-ceton February 12, 2012 at 10:46 PMlove the stretch and bend imagery.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyJinksyFebruary 13, 2012 at 5:45 PMpretendingthe dark had no claimon your lonely clumsy soulAnd perhaps bravery will follow the pretense? :)ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyCrystal PistolFebruary 14, 2012 at 12:58 AMI tend to feel we all have clumsy souls. I do. I am always trying to make sense of things in life. I never quite do. There is so much mystery in ourselves and even those we know best.Lovely poem.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyHelenFebruary 14, 2012 at 11:28 AMThey say 'lighting is everything' for a good reason ... nice Mag!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyBrian MillerFebruary 14, 2012 at 5:44 PMswear i commented on this one the other day....the darkness is there for us all...as much as we deny it...smiles.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyPat HattFebruary 14, 2012 at 7:10 PMIt lurks about all around, but to each the light must be found. Wonderful verse.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyHelenaFebruary 15, 2012 at 2:43 PMWe could all use a guiding light. Help fathom life's dark times.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyTess KincaidFebruary 15, 2012 at 5:03 PMFascinating opening line...wow...love it...ReplyDeleteRepliesReplySherry Blue SkyFebruary 18, 2012 at 3:52 PMThis one really grabs me, Rene. The image of the "lonely clumsy soul" is so poignant. Good one, kiddo!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment Please drop a penny in a poet's hat :
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Pretending is the first step in conquering anything.
ReplyDeletelove the stretch and bend imagery.
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ReplyDeletethe dark had no claim
on your lonely clumsy soul
And perhaps bravery will follow the pretense? :)
I tend to feel we all have clumsy souls. I do. I am always trying to make sense of things in life. I never quite do. There is so much mystery in ourselves and even those we know best.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem.
They say 'lighting is everything' for a good reason ... nice Mag!
ReplyDeleteswear i commented on this one the other day....the darkness is there for us all...as much as we deny it...smiles.
ReplyDeleteIt lurks about all around, but to each the light must be found. Wonderful verse.
ReplyDeleteWe could all use a guiding light. Help fathom life's dark times.
ReplyDeleteFascinating opening line...wow...love it...
ReplyDeleteThis one really grabs me, Rene. The image of the "lonely clumsy soul" is so poignant. Good one, kiddo!
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