A cleave poem for the OctPoWriMo prompt, openings
When a door closes a window opens
onto a dream wide as the world
night falls dark sky full of stars
hope trickles like grains of sand
through the gaps a multitude
between the certitudes of tomorrows
and settles fathoms deep where pearls shine
out of reach so much wealth
on a forgotten seabed lighting up the gloom.
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Love the light sparkling through this poem! 🙂
Thanks Sam 🙂
My pleasure Jane!
🙂
Yes a nice poem,( nice meaning really nice , good)
Thanks 🙂
You’re totally brilliant at these! You make’em look easy 🙂
Sometimes they work, often they don’t. This one came easily. This form brings out the masochist in me 🙂
‘A window opens wide as the world’ – lord, that’s a beautiful, beautiful phrase. Yes, Angela’s right, you are brilliant at these, Jane, and I love reading what you come up with! (but for now I’m going to go to bed, because the doctor took one look at me this evening and asked why I went in to work today. Oops.)
I enjoy these when they come out right. Sleep well, take your medication and get over it 🙂
i love the dark-light of shifting perspectives. you’ve captured it so well here
Thank you! It’s usually tricky getting that contrast, but this one just slipped into place without any fuss 🙂
Indeed, it looks so effortless. Flowed smoothly.
Thank you! Just occasionally, they do flow easily.
You are welcome.
🙂
Beautiful!!!! Thank you for the efforts! Michael
I’m pleased you like this one, Michael. Thank you!
Jane, you know. I am always fascinated about your knowlege and thoughts, weaving words to different poems. Thank you! Michael
I appreciate it 🙂
Another beauty.
Thank you. I was pleased with this one. It didn’t make a fuss, came quietly.
Is it me or if you squint you can see three poems in this? 🙂
Well, if taken as a single poem, then it is full of gentle contrasts between light and dark, positive and negative but with an emphasis on how light shines in even the darkest of places. So by that alone, this was excellent. As for everything else – excellent as well.
It’s supposed to be three poems—dark one side, light the other. The entire poem is a bit of both. I like writing these. They’re tricky but very satisfying when then work out. Like life.
HAH! Knew it! 😀 Very nicely done.
Thanks! Glad it worked 🙂
It definitely did.
🙂
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Thank you!