Black

The sea is angry today,
Waves leap wildly to shore,
Playing tug of war
With the wind
(who has retreated in fear).
A mass of deep dark blue,
Bordering on black,
It revels in its depression
While a grey sky observes in
Silence
(it knows
that this too shall pass).
And as somber as it seems
It is beauty to my soul
And a reminder
That light cannot exist
In the absence of darkness.

Copyright Hiraeth 2015
PAD Challenge Day 15:
For today’s prompt, pick an adjective, make it the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. If you’re feeling stuck on this one, go back through your poems earlier this month and find adjectives you used–if any. Or crack open a dictionary. Or scan other poems for ideas.

Flicker flame

I always thought of myself as a lightbulb, lighting up for you. I think it was obvious to everyone. The mere sight of you would start my cheeks glowing and soon my smile would be so big that too much of my teeth would show. I lit up for you.

For a while the energy sustained us, burned to keep us alive, afloat. And then one day, I started questioning the fairness of one flame.
And I put that fucking flame to death.

Copyright Hiraeth 2014

One Flame

I have seen the bottom
Of my soul,
The darkness etched within,
I have explored it, indulged it, tempted it and called it out:
And own it.
By acknowledging it
I dragged it
(Screaming)
To
The light
And what I realised is
That even one flicker
Ember flame
Is enough to reignite a
Weary wanderer soul.

Copyright Hiraeth 2014