the night is a blueberry poem
written by the waning light
if i could have had a bluer day,
imagination would be freer
than it is and wild horses
of chestnut and black beauty
would have ridden me into the meadows
of sunset
i would have drawn the shades of darkness
and let the vision of You sleep where poems
do not go hunting
and do not hunger,
for Thine is the kingdom
here on earth.
Comments
Wow
That last verse is rockin powerful. Not read Dick’s poem except for what you have here.
Anna
I read this four times and it is just beautiful
only thing is "thine is the kingdom" at the end.
i'm not sure how it fit even though it is in the title.
i guess because it is a line from the bible and my mind goes heavenly rather than here on earth when i read it
Anna
reading through this poem gave me an experience of watching a gentle water stream gathering speed and winding and vanishing into the meadows as if destined for a rendezvous...
where poems...
do not go hunting and do not hunger.. I love that line! Is it a rail against dark poems? I just wondered where did you come up with that line? This poem is a little obscure for me, and I had to read it a couple of times, along with the comments, before I could make the most of it, but I like the basic premise, and would like to see you edit this one. ~ Gee
Edit this one? You want the
Edit this one? You want the muse to stop talkin' to me? Besides, it's not so difficult to comprehend when you think about what it would take to make heaven on earth. Then work backwards on the poem. ;-)
Thank you Barbara, Raj and Vex, it's all good...
~A