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Throughout history
man has sought the light.
To emerge from the darkness
after the twi-light
hours where nothing seems to reign
yet something heals the pain of anguish.
In baldness of day when
the colour-dyes have drained away
from the mass of hair in all its glory
stripped, leaving stricken souls
to see the light in a brand new
sun-lit way. Forward!
When I read this poem, it reminded me of the sunrise and the sunset and all the colours that light up the sky, the brilliant light of the sky from dawn til dusk.
It also reminded me of Dylan ' Do not go gentle into that good night'
Rage, rage against the dying of the light'
It's well written and has a alot of depth
Best Wishes
Belinda x
<Deleted User> (5646)
Mon 27th Jul 2009 13:41
You're right Cynthia but not everyone will see the depth within it as you did.
Thankyou,
Janet.x
Janet, this is really, really good. I didn't equate colour-dyes with actual 'false colour' but I could be wrong. For me, it seemed as though the idea was far more encompassing.
<Deleted User> (5646)
Sun 26th Jul 2009 13:27
OK i give in! :-)
Thanks Anthony and Isobel who actually had the same thought.
Janet.x
Hi Janet,
Enjoyed your musing on the turning earth and its effects on us. Just one small quibble - seeketh = sought?
Regards,
A.E.
An uplifting poem Janet - a new day often does that for us - though I think it may take a few for me LOL . It feels good to read an upbeat poem and I like the analogy of dyed hair returning to its natural state.
Isobel x
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winston plowes
Tue 4th Aug 2009 16:19
Hi Janet, This one has an interesting flow to it. Took me a while to find my way through but it has a lot to give. More than on first reading. I am reminded of the Metaphysical poems of Vaughan. loved this. Win x