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My Poem “Life’s Light”
Energy can neither be created nor destroyed, but energy can change form... the creation of all things began billions of years ago, but nothing is as it was... people can be emotionally open and then transition into becoming closed off - even doors can change into becoming walls... you can prepare for the rest of your life, but what no one can ever be ready for is the end of days that follows a particularly painful absence and loss. Endings are necessary. Full stops are essential. Severance hurts, but sometimes it can also be seen as an opportunity. Everything big over time transitions back into becoming small. Generations leave legacies... life needs regeneration... love is a dream... in order to march every army of ideas needs the beat of a resounding drum... time is precious beyond belief... every day needs a night... the world is not all that we see... every exposure is a convergence and a prism of the fundamental colours of what makes life's light.
A Poem A Day #484: Continue to Shine
A Poem A Day #465: A Stream of Starlight
A Poem A Day #371: Soleil
My Poem “Celestially Lit”
Last night the tail of a meteorite streaked across the sky... last night a star fell to Earth and as it burnt up in the atmosphere those who were lucky to be looking up were hypnotized by the sight of this interstellar visitor being transformed from a space rock into a fireball of energy and light. Whenever a piece of the cosmos gets so close to our world that it can almost touch it there is always something magical about it... whenever our ancestors witnessed an interstellar phenomenona they always found a way to somehow make a record of it - because it was always believed that whenever a piece of outer space was seen by the people of our planet it was a sign and potentially heralding a time of great change was due to begin. Today I could feel that something had indeed changed... today I could feel that something - call it a wave of fate - was carrying me to somewhere I needed to be once again... today I could feel this pull - like the force of gravity - take me away and remind me of who I used to be once upon a time and who I will always be no matter where I am or who I am with... today was beautiful, amazing, and transformative in so many ways... today was full of life, nature, and bright sunshine that shone down from above and made sure that everything that I saw and everywhere that I went my eyes were gifted by the beauty of our world that can only be seen when nature is spectacularly and celestially lit.
My Poem “Golden”
The golden light of the sun setting shone through my bedroom window, as I sat thinking about time, my life, the world, the universe and the fact that I am truly blessed by what I have and what I treasure more than I could every say... the blinding light of the sun that fills my eyes with glorious sunshine inspires my thoughts and enlightens my soul and makes me think about what and who makes me happy every day... the stream of sunlight that I am graced with showers me with a purpose and makes me smile, sigh, and feel like a child again... the light of the world that I see is exquisite and the mysteries of the Multiverse that I think about as I feel myself being carried away as if by the tide of some interstellar ocean of energy take away any feelings of regret and pain... the sun will always be there for you, as the sun had always been there for me, like the personification of a shepherd that guides their flock to where they need to be, at the same time communicating with light what can never be told... the glow of daylight, as it transitions into twilight, is bright, clear, breathtaking and shows just how much of life and everything that we are all bound to is made up of a spirit that is truly golden.
My Poem “Solaris”
A blue sky above your head... the sun shining brightly... a day at the beach with friends... walking through a park while enjoying the sights and the sounds all around that resonate with natural beauty... a smile, a laugh, a series of newly made memories... a song, a vibe, something that leaves an impression of itself with you... a roller-coaster at a funfair that sees you going up, down, and sideways... a ceremony of matrimony that reminds everybody who witnesses it that a certain combination of souls are meant to be bound together like glue... a family get-together... an event you don't want to miss... a trip to somewhere that you swear you will remember forever... there are some things that feel perfect and feel made to be because of the touch, the light and the energy that is captured from the Sun and made a part of us that we would never want to miss.
My Poem “Arise”
Like a wave of solar energy, the solstice and the longest day heralded the arrival of not only new light, but also of new hope, of new optimism, and also a new reason to live and a new reason to love, as well... like a soft breeze through a field of daisies, the sight of nature all around us reminds all who want to see it the unbreakable connection that exists between all things that is so innocent, so important, so serene, so peaceful, so beautiful... like a dream made real, wherever people get the opportunity to embrace the gift of what nature is - like when someone sets foot upon the wet sand of a beach or they go for a paddle in the shallows of the sea; or like in 1966 when Neil Armstrong set foot on the moon - there is always this impact and this imprint made that reverberates like a guitar string or like the skin of a drum... like a drop of water on a desert floor, like a tap on a windowpane by the beak of a bird, like the moment a child first sees their reflection, like the moments when you feel as if time has stood still for you for some reason, or like watching a butterfly flutter their wings - there is so much detail, depth, meaning, and spirit to feel, to breathe in, to embrace, and to make a part of you, from which there is no knowing what will follow; but sometimes you have to let things arise naturally - like the spark of love, life, light that can be seen in a person's eyes.
My Poem “The Switch”
When I first began writing poetry it was like a light had been switch on... when I first began writing poetry it was at the same time that I fell in love... when I first began writing poetry it was like walking outdoors and feeling the touch of the sun... when I first began writing poetry it was like I already knew that I was a poet for life and not just for the moment. Some things you think you know for sure and forever - but then they change... some people you think you know as well as you know your own face - but then they take a hard left down an unexpected alley... some things look perfect with the right lighting - but their flaws become apparent when seen in the light of day... some people look idealistic from far away - but up-close everybody's cracks are exposed like the shadows of monuments in a valley. I didn't know what was inside of me until I found the right person with the right key to unlock the door of my library of internal poetry... I didn't know what would happen after I started walking down this road that I have been on now for years - but I knew that would never be truly alone and that there would always be something and someone with me... I didn't know what it meant to have been found until I felt my eyes, my mind, my heart, my ears, my soul open wide and never want to miss a thing about anything and everything ever again... I didn't know what lay beyond the horizon, in outer space, or in the dark, until I saw that there is always a way and a gift for me to turn to and to turn on whenever I want to like a switch.
Mark The Poet 