When the world is black
and the colours you can see
are behind your eyelids
Bright as
Neurons
Flashing in the night -
signalling
a Bright and
dark beginning.
Reach out your arms
and feel the solid world
beneath your fingertips -
Rough and
real
Harsh in the soft
darkness -
Warm in the cold
night. A..J. Ponder
I keep on promising that I'll have cheerful poems. And maybe one day I will :) Like last week's "to the sea" I'm missing one of the poets that stood out at the Tuesday hub, Harvey McQueen . Anyway the Tuesday Poem hub is dedicated to him this week. "Reading Janet Frame" at the Tuesday Poem hub. And his blog stoatspring, is well worth reading as a "live memoir" of his poetry and his struggle with illness.
