Friday, March 17, 2006

In the dark

(Senryu sequence)

light washes through me
like the sun passes over
the ripening earth

as much as I am
afraid of the dark, I can
not hold fast the light

if you choose to share
your light with me, you'll see these
hands out in welcome


Blogger Firehawk said...


Achieves a consonance and flow that makes one forget that there are things like syllable counts and forms.

3/17/2006 11:33 AM  
Blogger Brenda said...

There's something that slips through this that I can't quite catch, it must be the light. xo

3/17/2006 4:32 PM  
Blogger Sky said...

do you find this harder to do?

3/17/2006 11:01 PM  
Blogger Sky said...

do you find this harder to do - especially a sequence?

3/17/2006 11:02 PM  
Blogger alan said...

I take your hands in gratitude...


3/18/2006 1:40 AM  
Blogger Jean said...

Très joli poème !
Que la lumière soit avec vous !

3/18/2006 9:51 AM  
Blogger Mary said...

I agree with Firehawk. Beautiful flow of words.

3/18/2006 11:42 AM  
Blogger rdl said...

very nice!

3/18/2006 12:51 PM  
Blogger Endment said...

When I first read this poem I didn't quite know what to say...
The words continue to rest in my thoughts

3/18/2006 1:16 PM  
Blogger mermaid said...

We write about escaping the darkness, but sometimes I wonder if it's the light we really fear.

3/20/2006 9:25 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Firehawk, thank you. I'm glad you felt it that way.

Brenda, your comment made me laugh. Catching the light — ah, that's the issue, isn't it!

Sky, the sequence was not harder to do — at least not this time. Things sometimes just "arrive." This didn't completely, I did have to work the last stanza a little before settling on this version.

Alan, and I yours. Thank you!

Jean, merci pour votre mots de gentillesse. Que la lumiere soit avec vous aussi!

Mary, and rdl, thank you both very much.

Endment, there are times when I am without words in responding to things. I know this well. And sometimes it just takes me a while. Thank you for your comment.

Mermaid, sometimes (for me) it is the light I fear. I try less and less to escape the dark for it is always there in some form. Instead... to hold the two, knowing where my focus is.

3/20/2006 9:48 AM  
Blogger Patry Francis said...

Not only a lovely poem, but also one that expresses the mb I've come to know...hands out in welcome.

3/20/2006 7:52 PM  
Blogger MB said...

...not unlike the Patry I've come to know! Thank you.

3/21/2006 11:24 AM  

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