RAGE AGAINST THE DYING OF THE LIGHT

 

A spark inflamed released and tamed
through the brilliance it had provided.
He couldn’t hide it under a bushel basket,
since deciding to bask in the glow
of other like lights sparked by the same flame.
Fire will consume all while it is fueled.
But it will eventually be extinguished,
in a very undistinguished fizzle,
doused by a drizzle of tears and jeers,
anger and indignation; any placation
to render an ember to remain to warm
the hearts and minds of those who
remember through to December and beyond.
And in the darkness of days, the dying light
will glow in every soul touched by his words.
The sun will set on a mind well endowed
from whence poetry flowed. But love
will continue to grow where its seed is planted.
For even love long lost, is still love.

Presented at POETIC BLOOMINGS – Life Is a Beach – Sunset

Poets United – Poetry Pantry # 161

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5 thoughts on “RAGE AGAINST THE DYING OF THE LIGHT

  1. You make me long for Dylan Thomas’s “Rage Against,” which, after reading your poem, seems more applicable to a world than to an individual or a poetic movement. And yours goes there too, beyond the poem, page, and poet you immortalize. This poem gets under my skin.

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