I feel the stirrings
of an inner life once neglected.
Black has turned to grey,
now it fades into the bright
light of dawn.
I am drawn to a new thing.
It sits and waits
as I hesitate
to see the face
of an ancient way
I have known before.
This is just a taste
of the eternal flame.
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This flowed very well
Imagery was amazing.
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The "bright" and "light" rhyme was perfect. To be drawn to something...Anything, is the most important aspect of life, we has a species, can experience. The last two lines take me places...And I wonder why it is sometimes when we least look, the answers are there. I think the different shifts in imagery here Lea was helpful to the piece as a whole. I think it is thoughtful and good writing.
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Oh man, I loved this. I love the soft, coming out of the shadows feel this has.
-joan.
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Oh - and I just wanted to add - there are meanings and there are 'meanings' and this resonated especially at the moment, as I also find myself able to think on a future again.
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Damn - vieve stole my thoughts ... yeah, "drawn to a new thing" - one of the grandest feelings of all
Wonderfully structured lines here. Thanks for the read.
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I love 'I am drawn to a new thing' -
the energy & drive of this poem are beautiful, very moving.
'fades into the bright / light of dawn' is an unusual choice - fade being to lessen, but coupled with this emerging awareness/reawakening - it works beautifully.
This is a strong write. It resonates with me today; I'm glad your comment prompted me to visit.
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