First light
creeping through the dark to catch you unaware
like a ghost
a gleam in the corner of your eye
playing tricks with you
before appearing in full form
awake and alive
a new day
(A W Kearney 2022)
Poetry Wednesday 2
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Diaphanous Muse
If only we could capture that moment of connection
The fire and energy, all cosmic pieces fitting
That moment, that microsecond before rinsed away
By the wash of time, of thoughts and senses, living and life
Oh woe for the lines and lyrics, and visions lost
For want of a notebook
There are so many times that I’ve had a brilliant flash of inspiration only to have it vanish into of other thoughts. It’s frustrating to think that our lives are so very limited and the true sparks of the muse even more so. But yet we can watch them slip through our fingers so very very easily never to come again.
Poetry Day: On Day One
It has been a while since I’ve posted any poetry, which is sad because that was one of the reasons I started this page. However, I was under that mistaken belief that there was a paying market for poetry out there and that if you posted your work online, they wouldn’t take it. That part is actually true, but there is a minuscule market out there for poetry. So I decided that it wasn’t worth my time. I still love poetry and write it when I can, but I will be posting it here for the time being. Enjoy.
I wrote this poem for my grandson for his birth in 2014. I’ve only seen him a handful of times since. Life…
On Day One
Our first meeting
You fresh to the world
Still wet around the ears and scared
I smiled the worlds’ welcome
On Day One
You were all things
All potentials and possibilities
The seed of everything, anything
On Day One
Perched on the cusp of infinity
You were a multiverse at a point
An infinity, a singularity
You could be anything, go anywhere
With all of life before you
Please spread your wings and savor it all
For you will never be more free
Than on Day One
From here on the world closes in
It presses around you
Forms you
Controls you
Stereotypes you
No path is completely untraveled
No life without influence
After Day One
Forces will pull you
Warp you
Change you
So hold on to what you can of yourself
For only on Day One
Were you completely free and completely you
So Many Words... 