In Its Own Light ~ #writephoto

In Its Own Light

A tree would grace this room,
with scattered memories, moments,
as if ornaments in our lives.

Laced with light, a strand of time
across its branches, this past year
and all that it offered, all it has taken.

A balance achieved, yet where
is the balance in taking a life,
to see it wither before our eyes?

Better to see it in its own light,
that we might know it as it is,
as it will be each passing year.

This is my response to Thursday Photo Prompt: Light #writephoto
at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo, with her photo.

 

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Shades of Gray ~ #writephoto

 

Shades of Gray

Let me in. Don’t let me in.
Door after door, opening,
leading ever deeper.
Questions within questions.
The light in your eyes
telling me to enter,
yet offering no answers.

Shadows, hints, that tell nothing,
yet say everything about you.
All of this leading nowhere.
Nothing, but the next,
and the next, each time
leaving little to hold onto
but shades of gray.

This is my response to Thursday Photo Prompt: Open #writephoto
at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo, with her photo.

 

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Out of Darkness ~ #writephoto

Image source: Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo

Out of Darkness

That we come out of the darkness does not
mean there will always be light. We leave

behind the trials that have plagued us
for better days, but challenges come

at the most unexpected of times.
If such be our path, know that

we have the strength to survive,
that darkness does not hold power over us.

The photo for Thursday Photo Prompt: Threshold #writephoto from Sue Vincent’s Daily echo is described as “the view from within a cave on the sea shore, looking out onto a beach.[with] the shadowy entrances of other caves across the bay…”

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Friend Me ~ #writephoto

Friend Me

Crystal clear, this vision:
crowded together, en masse,
in our virtual world.

Our intricacies on display,
ready to be rooted out
by curious minds.

This world is no sanctum
behind leaded glass. There’s nothing
sacred here. Secrets like tulips,

waiting to be picked.
Make no bones about it;
we know each other too well.

This is my response to Thursday Photo Prompt: Imagination #writephoto,
from Sue Vincent at Daily Echo, with her photo.

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(The street sign reads: “Please Park Bumper to Bumper”)

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Dragon Sunset ~ #writephoto

 

Dragon Sunset

As dark massive spikes towered
From the spine of the great beast,
Earth rumbled at its power,
A monstrous bellow released.

In legends of the ages,
That disastrous call brought tears.
Tales of its mighty rages
Echoing, still, in our ears.

Yet, in its final sunset,
That fearsome dragon did fall,
The end of its dreadful threat
Bringing tears of joy to all.

As a response to Thursday photo prompt: Setting #writephoto at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo, this poem was inspired by Demons, the response from Reena Saxena.

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