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Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Come, light of the morning


©  Steve King
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Come, light of the morning,
carve for me from darkness
every grace my shadows may allow.

I would embrace
the harshest day
if only I might paint
love’s colors with my eyes,
instead of the faint tracings
that visit even comfortable dreams.

23 comments:

  1. the end really got .. me ... that uncomfort in the good dreams... well written piece

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  2. Nice. I too loved the ending.
    -HA

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  3. oh, this is so lovely and poignant and yes, those dreams are ever elusive, are they not?

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  4. Great ending, beautifully penned.

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  5. mmm tight little write...if only for love i would endure the most excruciating pain...the worst day...just to have it...smiles.

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  6. "carve for me from darkness" exquisite line. this is a beautiful poem.

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  7. There is so much I love in this imagery, few words well used and so powerful, and gentle at the same time.

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  8. "carve for me from darkness" sends me into a world of poetic possibilities

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  9. Beautiful poem. Smooth flow of words.

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  10. This is lovely..if only I might paint love's colors..I just want to take out
    some paint and see where my mind goes..

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  11. "Come, light of the morning,
    carve for me from darkness
    every grace these shadows may endow."

    This reads like a prayer softly whispered, hope from the shadows. Beautiful words, Steve. For me, your writing is in the style of the classic poets, at a whole different level than most. Lovely, thanks for sharing. Good to see you here again tonight!

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  12. Loves colours with my eyes - This is really touching and tender, the window of hope, lovely poem

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  13. Great summoning of the morning!

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  14. yes, sometimes there is longing left over even from good dreams... a tender invocation of the day.

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  15. How often I've felt this but was unable to express it...you do it so beautifully if this little gem...~jackie~

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  16. This reads like a morning prayer, the dawning of the light, to banish even the faintest shadows ~ I pause at your last 2 lines & carry it with me to ponder during the day ~

    Thank you for your lovely comments on my posting Steve ~ I appreciate them ~

    Grace

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  17. The wishing for day is something I can relate to, and you describe it so beautifully here with the carved shadows. How much we like something definite. K. This is Karin -- Manicddaily--I've been thinking of your long poem which I will revisit, but probably not today as eyes are so sore. K.

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  18. Love the art work..and your poem really captures it for me.

    http://thesongsofmyheart1.blogspot.com/2014/01/new-horizons.html

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  19. That gap between the real and the imagined, dream and waking, how we build our bridges across it, yet never seem to really get across. Your use of contrast and comparison is superlative in this, Steve

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    1. Lovely to revisit is what I also meant. K.

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