Tag: warmth

Brilliance.

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The fluorescent light shines desperately
outside the cobwebbed windows.

Blinding in design,
it knows nothing more than to attract
unsuspecting visitors.

Like a moth,
I’m drawn to the light.
Each headlight, each streetlamp,
even the sun,
I stare, seeking …

All I want is to be engulfed
in brilliant light — to be consumed,
wholly.

If I could be a source of warmth —
of light, of comfort, of security —
to anyone, I’d let them string me up
so my light could shine down,
useful.

I longed to be your light.

*Inspired by Mary Oliver



M[o]un[t] Joy

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The walls,
built of plaster and lathe,
hold secrets within their cracks.

130 years ago,
the first family gathered wide-eyed,
wrapped in shawls and wool coats.

Mother cradled baby;
father rotated key.

I wish I could lean against the wall,
ear to plaster,
and hear their heartbeats–first steps
into the candle-lit warmth of 34 Congress Street.