8:07
by Firefly
the sunlight
it filters through the window
it dances across the bed
it shines into my space
leaving a golden path across my hands.
my hands are clicking
moving
writing
typing
and the golden light stays there upon their backs.
now it's 8:09
and this moment is gone.
but again
tomorrow
as I sit here to write
the sun will rise
and this moment will happen again.
at 8:07...
Yeah, I know. Faith writing poetry – not the norm. But I've been strangely inspired to write some free verse lately... *shrugs*
Its beautiful!
ReplyDeleteAnd yes free verse is so fun. Ever since i started reading more poetry blogs, I've been trying my hand at it more.
Aww, thank you! :)
DeleteIt really is! Since I started reading Julia's blog, I've been inspired to write more free verse. ^_^
Great job, Faith!! I enjoy reading your poems! :) The picture you used is lovely too. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rebekah! :D I'm so glad. Hehe, yeah, the picture was taken at the same time that I got the inspiration for and wrote the poem. ;)
DeleteThis is cool, Faith. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Angela! :D
DeleteThis is lovely indeed, Faith! Writing poetry can feel so accomplished! Beautiful. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Raechel! :D Yes, it mostly certainly can!
Delete"now it's 8:09
ReplyDeleteand this moment is gone.
but again
tomorrow
as I sit here to write
the sun will rise
and this moment will happen again."
:DD Beautiful, beautiful. I got excited when I saw this title pop into my inbox! You're a fantastic writer; it's about time you tried your hand at some poetry!
Awww , thank you so much, Eve! :D Hehe, I suppose it is. I've tried some haiku in the past, but free verse is working much better for me. ;)
DeleteI liked it (very much)!
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad, R.!! :D
DeleteOh my word, this is sooo beautiful! <3
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Karyssa!!! <3 <33
DeleteLovely! <3
ReplyDeleteThank you! <3
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