Poetry Blog by Jill Ashforth (light)
A thought awakes me,
and I cling on to the memory of a loved one.
Bird song, faint but swelling,
catches at my heart,
as I pull up the blind revealing the world below.
Light beckons me,
and I press my face against the pane.
I gaze, long and hard as if searching for someone.
My breath mists the glass, and I wave it away,
"Here I am".
Without a sound spoken I have woken...
Thursday 21st September 2017 3:26 pm
As if sloughing off a skin and emerging
After a painful rebirth, and yes, there were tears.
Emerging into the light after months, years of being in the shade.
When caught in a grey void, time slows, and I fear I will fall with no one to catch me.
Running into the headlights, I fear I will run too fast and fall, spinning into a white void.
I do not fall but stumble, and carry on stro...
Sunday 3rd July 2016 7:57 pm