Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Sunday, December 06, 2009
housing that light
that light houses me- my heart's desire I am contented ensconced somewhere in you
weird it might sound to some but for me it feels just right this riddle that is you
22 comments:
Getting lost in the puzzle...you have such a way with words ;)
Now, I must say, Iam housed in this perfect poem
Acceptance...cool!
That was beautifully expressed.
Great take on the prompt. I think it is special when we connect with someone in this way, riddle or not.
That is an amazing variation on the prompt. So full of feeling. Beautiful.
Old Grizz gets lost a lot. I am lost in the lovliness of your words. nice work
Some of us feeds off the elusiveness of love, and what it mean or does not mean.
another great work from you!
beautiful poem indeed!
the puzzle that is a beacon, that's something to think about!
You write beautifully. I love the way you combined the two prompts here.
Wonderful! I love that you separated lighthouse into two words...it made that much more of an impact.
the heart equals light and a place you are drawn to - to live. Beautiful words.
Love the way you bring this around - fine circle.
This expresses true love so well.
Great poem.
lovely take dear:)..beautiful words:)
I love how the heart's desire and the puzzle are both beacons of light.
kicking the snow
off my boots–-
a light in the window
I am enjoying what everyone is doing with the prompt.
The light is where we feel it. Good poem
Surrealistic and naturalistic in five or six breaths. Nice one.
Best wishes
Ralf
how lovely to have this in another... I love your unique take on Lighthouse!
Wouldn't it be interesting to live inside a riddle?
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