I stand
In the dark
Beside the busy
Placed and still
Illuminating
Only the earth
In front of me
Unless dust fog
Rain travelers
Pass close enough
Used
Until daylight
Or
With a pop and fizzle
I burn out
No notice paid
For
A few hours
Or much much longer
~ by April on November 26, 2012.
Posted in Loss, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tags: Dark, Fog, Granted, Lamp, Light, Post, Rain
Not fun to be so taken – but it goes with the territory for a lamp
Unless, Romantic Dominant, the lamp is a person. Then what is it?