“Mask”
Covering the face
draws the eyes to each other,
a sparkle of light.
Steve D
Covering the face
draws the eyes to each other,
a sparkle of light.
Steve D
Thousand little lights
pulsating at random, but
in concert — patterned.
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Specks of sunlight glint,
like gems scattered in the sand,
dust catching the eye.
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The gray light ripples
at every sound and movement,
line between worlds blurred.
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The monitor blares
webpages spacious–too big,
the negative space.
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The waking world stirs.
Light and sound shift and shudder–
Imprints on my dreams.
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We spent a morning
watching your eyes catch new light.
What do you perceive?
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Early yellow light
brightens over the ripples,
throwing fleeting calm.
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After days of gloom,
the first rays of yellow light
make the room glow.
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A place without light,
yet her outline appears on
a clear night, waiting.
Tonight is the new moon, by the way 🙂
Steve D