Caught within a snow globe from dusted dream I awoke liquid paint, an illuminated saint leech the Pleiades, cut the light to bleed Caught within a snow globe broken feathers fill the air Caught within a snow globe wielded hypothesizes, empty promises cracking open firmament’s marrow sunrise, an insectarium, butterflies Caught within a snow globe…
stirring of the sky
my eye was born in the stirring of the sky a painted ingot fired with the dawn burning at the dam’s early light a dividing wall eroded and a river ran from the zenith a molten composition cast upon the cotton ball sky cooling it cracked in a crinkling with it my arrogance that once…
caged
the parabolic light caught by its tail palms surrender to black fire shaded sculptures a caged sun kiss. ∞ Submitted as part of “National/Global Poetry Writing Month” (#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo). Today’s prompt: Day Four: I challenge you today to select a photograph from the perpetually disconcerting @SpaceLiminalBot, and write a poem inspired by one of…
In the Hemi-Light
Dette landskab ligner en hemmelighed That landscape lingers in hemi-light fordi floden ikke ses Feathered blood inks the skies fra det sted, hvor jeg befinder mig. frosted showers just behind me Og derfor er det også Embossed air that scars det landskab, hvor jeg lettest The landscape — hovers weightless ville kunne undvære mig selv….
Light in Dark
“Let me go!” and I run into the shadow my feet licked by the darkness of the entrance I run from fear a present that tears at my covers pries the dusk from my eyelids it breathes upon my lobe whispers into my night “Fear not” and my pulse is buried in pillow I claw…
Fireflyghts
Mix the black and nyght with fireflyghts starwrite the sky with light glowings tumbledrum paint an awening bright hum and dance a bumble-blueing. Fireflyght, light-swish song switch it on electrick imagiknation wonder where wires whirly-hook dirk a dragenlight darken shun raven’s eyes circle neon looks. ∞ Poem drafted and submitted as part of my…
Chiaroscuro
My love is composed Upon a limestone canvas Worn white with history’s chisel Her mystery emerges Through a faithful portal past Shadowed oak lacquered black The solidity of her stance A palette knifed upon her dress Smoothed soft upon her breast Brush strokes feathered fine With an afternoon’s warm shine Breaching bright background walls Reaching…
In Memoriam: Mark
You are a light against the darkness You are a path through our maze You are courage in the face of fear You are gone and still are near. You are a hero, a giant, in an epic story You are peace in a world of worry You are the smile that sets the tone…
Alight
Light frozen in ice Dripping winter into spring Divided by night.” All text and photography © Dale Schierbeck See more of others’ submissions to the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge on “Half-Light.” … and more Poetry from EatsWritesShoots here.
The Blur of Spring
Depending on where you live, you may well be suffering through the same seasonal blur as we are in Ottawa this year. Our winter this year has been unusually long and cold. Indeed there is still ice on our Rideau Canal (a UNESCO World Heritage Site — not because it has ice into the second…