When pure dreaming helps the seeing Stars shine. Sunlight’s setting, fleeing. Deeper darkness cracks decreeing Once aware now always being, Smiling, feeling all that's true. Like a myth made fact by living, Turning, dawning, lightness giving, Faithful beyond magic, winning Life with understanding too.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme ‘What dreams may come’ and to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. What made me smile? When I looked up I saw Venus and then Jupiter – and then I realized that other mysterious dim light, higher up and not in the photo, was Saturn.
The poem practices imitating other poetry. What I am imitating here is Tennyson’s rhyme and meter in The Lady of Shalott. I’m not sure what my poem means. Hopefully it brings a positive smile.
Knightly habits sharply scheming, Fighting boldly, mercy beaming, Virtue, villains, birthing meaning, Serving while awake or dreaming Guard us through the dark of night. When the evil one has ended Wars turn peaceful, we’re befriended. Springtime comes and it is splendid. Guide us still by shining light.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “Autumn Leaves / Autumn Light”.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. Last weekend the maple leaves were brilliant. Although most of those leaves fell, as I expected they would after the brief snowstorm, some remained on this cloudy, cold Saturday which was warm enough to melt the snow. That made me smile.