Friday, 6 January 2017

Sparkler

A poem from 2016
The night
The dark night
You were given to me
To have and to hold
Sparks flew
Fiery
Effervescent
Tiny stars
You glowed
Throwing out joyful light
I smiled
Laughed
Was happy as I looked at you
Your light
Your joy
Infectious
After glow
Burning brightly
Then
Almost without warning
The stars stopped shining
The light was gone
My joy replaced by disappointment
Darkness
Gloom
Memory
Sadness
Loneliness
Emptiness

2 comments:

  1. Clever how you used line metering to add meaning

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    1. I don't know what that is, so that makes me even cleverer 😀👍

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