Absence

Posted on January 31, 2019 by

Written for:  Poets United Midweek Motif~Darkness Is . . .  (posted by Sumana)

“Darkness was; is; will be. Is it intrinsically bad? Or is it something that lies in between good and evil? What color is it? Is it gray, black or white?

Is it a part of life? Is darkness a necessity?

What is darkness? When does it come? Where does it live?

There can be endless questions regarding darkness.

What do you think darkness is?

In your poem today be dark “

 

Colors, hues, and tinges
are closeted
along with rainbows,
suns, and moons. Silver
stars are offstage
waiting.
Pure darkness makes me
fear what might be there.
I question my own presence.
Frozen in place, my eyes
dart, blink, in hopes of
discovering the tiniest
hint of light.

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I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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17 Responses to Absence

  1. Sherry says:
    January 31, 2019 at 3:16 am

    I love the silver stars, offstage waiting.

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  2. Marja says:
    January 31, 2019 at 3:35 am

    I like this Yes what is darkness exactly and hard to find a definite answer for. I love your last line Frozen in place, my eyes dart, blink, in hopes of discovering the tiniest hint of light

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  3. Sumana Roy says:
    January 31, 2019 at 5:54 am

    The darkness here is vivid, almost tangible & feels so suffocating. A fantastic write.

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  4. susanstoo says:
    January 31, 2019 at 8:33 am

    Oh, yes, in theatre, it’s exactly that stage space and its anticipation. In the audience, I always gasp when the lights go to half and out for the show to begin. On stage, there’s always the “what if” what’s waiting in the wings isn’t the expected, isn’t light?

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  5. Magaly Guerrero says:
    January 31, 2019 at 4:40 pm

    Anxiety painted in words. *shivers*

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  6. magicalmysticalteacher says:
    February 2, 2019 at 12:31 am

    As long as we keep looking or the light, darkness will not intimidate or overwhelm us.

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  7. thotpurge says:
    February 2, 2019 at 4:59 am

    I question my own presence.
    – a fantastic line!

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  8. Khaya Ronkainen says:
    February 2, 2019 at 4:55 pm

    Darkness is like that sometimes, it makes us question our own presence. Well captured!

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