There is this quiet moment between day and night. That suspended tension after the sun has disappeared, but before the sky melts into dark. It is the same space I inhabit with you, caught between the solid memory of your shadow and the act of releasing it. Sometimes, I can no longer distinguish what is truth and what is tender fiction. Are these recollections, or elegies I’ve written to soothe the ache? But watch the sky. As the last light fades, the smaller stars emerge. They might be tiny, but undeniable. Perhaps my own darkness must deepen before new constellations can become visible. Perhaps your shadow must grow bigger until it has blended with the void. If this is purgatory, it is a gentle one. It offers not fire, but this slow, merciful twilight, teaching me how to see in the gathering dark. Then eventually, I will have the strength to light my own light.
Thank you for sharing your poem with me. I am quite honored to receive each poem in response to the prompts. You capture that moment of translucent change very well. "Evaporation" is an astute concept relative to the "breath" of transition.
this is one of your most sensitive of prompts, something to ease the vulnerabilities in me through the delight of creating. i've saved this, and will come back to it for insight time and again. Thank you, on to writing
Limbo
There is this quiet moment between day and night. That suspended tension after the sun has disappeared, but before the sky melts into dark. It is the same space I inhabit with you, caught between the solid memory of your shadow and the act of releasing it. Sometimes, I can no longer distinguish what is truth and what is tender fiction. Are these recollections, or elegies I’ve written to soothe the ache? But watch the sky. As the last light fades, the smaller stars emerge. They might be tiny, but undeniable. Perhaps my own darkness must deepen before new constellations can become visible. Perhaps your shadow must grow bigger until it has blended with the void. If this is purgatory, it is a gentle one. It offers not fire, but this slow, merciful twilight, teaching me how to see in the gathering dark. Then eventually, I will have the strength to light my own light.
This is beautiful and ultimately positive and enlightening. I've very much enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you for the prompt as well. :)
wonderful sentiments
Thank you! 🥰
Hallucination
Spending the ebbing minutes
Of day’s demise
With the whistling chrome
Mirrored distortion of self
Fisheye lens
Steam’s pirouette
Matter’s marvelous
Metamorphosis
Transparent osmosis
Slight alteration of the backdrop
I see sky, I see
Third eye
Figures approaching angelic
“While you were sleeping”
Maybe I was
Finally awake
Ocular propaganda campaign
Smashed to pieces
In the earthquake
Point of evaporation
We don’t get to see
But we “know”
It’s still there
Thank you for sharing your poem with me. I am quite honored to receive each poem in response to the prompts. You capture that moment of translucent change very well. "Evaporation" is an astute concept relative to the "breath" of transition.
this is one of your most sensitive of prompts, something to ease the vulnerabilities in me through the delight of creating. i've saved this, and will come back to it for insight time and again. Thank you, on to writing
as if to stare at constant time's revine
I've braved the line of sanity and in between
but not to say the imagery construed
the continuous pull forth from me and the moon
lying stretched on the lid of careless
My illness did not waste an opportune expense
to make known itself, for the sky,
such to estrange the evenings walker's by
In memory, I cannot see their faces
In opposition to my trance of Big white
with yellow rims and craters sharper than the stars
so far, so small, so large beyond my might
In memory, another mode of spell
between and my suspended dweller
the one who stands by my side
and whistled loud enough to impair focus, yet presence of his mind-unnoticed
And was thee always there? I am unaware
between me
and the
windy
eveining air
Inhabits the in-between state so well! Thanks so much for sharing.
Lovely to here feedback. It quite encouraging
Happy to be there for you!