Poem -
The Dark
The Dark is my comfort;
My velvet,
My lace.
It knows not of shame, not of guilt nor of grace.
The dark is my virtue;
No judgement,
No sin,
It whispers the secrets I keep deep within.
It sees hidden meanings,
It speaks foreign tongues,
To most, it’s unknown,
And yet, I belong.
Its depths are my solace,
From light, I refrain,
For the Dark is my comfort;
And The Dark knows my pain.
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Comments
There's a lovely, lyrical flow to this piece which cleverly belies the 'darker' aspects of the subject.
Excellent!
J ;)
Hey LAURAJAN!!......this is a VERY compelling piece....... an excellent sense of rhythm and timing with a weave of imagery that holds the minds eye of your reader right in the midst of your title's intent....... well conceived and BEAUTIFULLY delivered!!.......ALL STARS!!!!....... and....... WELCOME to COSMO!!....... LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo. ?✳✴☀
I loved it... so beautiful I felt it also ;) ..."GREAT job!" ... I can't wait to see more... You are an inspiration to us all. =)