for Magpie Tales
in the dark
it's easy to dream
easy to roll into a ball
and spin gossamer blindfolds
across your eyes
nothing can get you in here
you nestle with closed suitcases
and old cigar boxes
a decaying uniform
serves as blanket
thumps and creaks interrupt
the sensation of safety
old tunes weave in and out
like background music
remembering
yet the light beckons
bringing messages of possibilities
new trails, new monsters
maybe a new song or two
you ever so slowly venture out
7 comments:
A very nicely sustained set of linked metaphors that serves the prompt really effectively.
Dick, Thanks, I love to write and
it is an intuitive process for me,no formal poetry training.
Wonderful. On a literal level, this brought back the experience of hiding in my grandmother's closet many moons ago!
this is so true.. in the dark it is easy to dream, yet its light that makes that dream seem a possible thing! :) lovely magpie..
mine is here.
this imagery in this wonderful..I could almost smell the old suitcases and that uniform...
and I love the last stanza and how daylight brings new monsters
Lovely words and visuals. This piece sings so clearly of the difference between dark and new light.
Interesting, and very true, the light and shadow worlds each have they own opposites.
Lovely read,
Joanny
http://thedowsersdaughter.blogspot.com/
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