Canyon Lights
Out from rock and canyon ash, castle towers and
city lights
reach toward the nightly cosmos. My friend and I,
we make haste to catch this vision, our meteor shower, our
heaven--
Till the counselors pull down the tarp, obscuring all that
future from us.
We drop our camera and canvas, trapped in that total
eclipse.
The camp is hypnotized by a black-and-white film projection
on the tarp.
Yet my friend and I strive--there are dances in autumn's
flaming leaves
without burning, there are eagle wings for soaring on this
side
of the sun, there are homes in the wild and laughter in the
trees,
and oceanic new Jupiters and Neptunes arise at the edge of
the world.
Dear Ellen,
ReplyDeleteYou wrote a poem with a lot imagery, inspired by a magical phenomenon. Thank you for sharing.
Best wishes,
Inge
Thank you, Inge!
DeleteVery poetic, Ellen. I enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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www.creativeinspirationspp.blogspot.com
Dear Ellen,
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on having two lovely comments on your poem. I agree with Inge about your use of imagery. Welcome to Whispers. I hope you will continue to share your words for our poetry journal/community.
Blessings,
Karen
wonderfully imaginative write
ReplyDeleteEllen, I enjoyed reading this! I could picture myself actually there.
ReplyDeleteInteresting piece, I enjoyed reading it.
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