Brightness Beckons Poem by Glen Kappy
Brightness Beckons
In the pre-dawn dark
I pass a side door in my house—
the one with cut-outs at the top
in sunburst pattern—
and through them see a star outside
that's right above a power line—
or from the line itself a gleam? —
the source of light unknown.
No matter—the brightness beckons
from the outside darkness—
from all I thought and did
before it caught my eye.
And why I turned my head
or why my eyes were drawn
are two of many mysteries
I can't explain. But the gleam—
the light—remains.
A poet's eye caught by a light and a wonderful poem ensues. A joy to read this poem.
Thank you, Hans, and glad to meet here at PH. I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment on my poem. Be well! -Glen
Magically and mystically the brightness beckons. Brightness has special feature and brightness sings. Light wins over darkness. An interesting poem is beautifully penned....10
thanks, kumarmani. though there may be some, people i don't understand, attracted to darkness, most of us are attracted to light—as a beacon, as a symbol of hope. it seems to me programmed into us. we can recognize it but only guess as to why it is. -glen
The moon? A streetlight? A reminder that the light is there and will not be overwhelmed by the darkness?
The third, Laurie, and a recognition that light per se attracts. Thanks for reading and commenting. Wishing/praying the best your way, Glen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Perhaps it's the Paulding Light! Perhaps it's a wink from the Universe, reminding, you're not forgotten.
a wink from the universe—i like that! thanks again, smoky, for reading and commenting. -glen