Wednesday, 27 November 2019

The light that lights up the dark




The Light That Lights Up The Dark



Hello my friends, here I am back again with another composition  for your perusal and if you are inclined, your critique would be appreciated.
This verse was compiled some years back and the inspiration behind Poem goes something like this.......I was volunteering at a local Aged Care Facility,  some days working in the Day Care Centre, (an experience I can recommend to all), other days I would present readings of my poems  in the main Lounge to sometimes about 50 residents and staff . During my time at this facility I befriended many of the Residents , especially one lady who very much  appreciated my poems, and was always in attendance. Once I was sitting with her after my reading time expired, and I was privileged to listen to a story she told of times  in her younger days when she would walk the riverside at night, and take  in all the river activity (fishing boats etc) and  be most impressed with all the lights that bordered either side of the river, and moved up and down the river. She acknowledged her interest never waned to visit the riverside when weather and time allowed, and she insisted that her night visits were the most impressive.
I was quite taken with her story, she was still capable of expressing herself with many an adjective to describe her thoughts (her memory had not diminished to any extent at all I would say) and  I had no reason to doubt anything she told me.
It was a few weeks later that I passed time with this lovely soul again, and I asked her if she would approve me compiling  her story into a poem, to which she smiled and said she would be very proud if I could  put pen to paper and maybe recite it at one of my Readings,. hence the following verse  was born.

I hope  you enjoy the read , and perhaps put yourself  along the river as I do every time I recite it.

Darrell.








The Light That Lights Up The Dark
 

Leaving far behind me… the noises of the town
I walk into nature’s garden… to watch the sun go down,
Across the vastness there before me… open fields and copse of gum
A kaleidoscope of sunset hues… is offered up by setting sun

Yes, still its brightness lingers…offering hope with light and shade
But the outcome it is imminent… because every day must fade.
But as the darkness it envelopes all… another light does materialise
From beyond horizon far… a silver orb it does arise.

Climbing high into the night sky…creating eerie shadows o’er the land
Moonbeams bouncing back and forth… taking high command
Guiding the creatures of the night…as they fossick through crevice deep
Dancing with all the nocturnal’s… as they awaken from their sleep

Then the gentle breeze of night arrives…causing tree tops high to sway
Through the leaves the stars they glitter… silver jewels… many light years away
I turn around to see the harbour lights… flashing neon’s down by the shore
And see the lights of the trawlers…as they brave the harbour mouth once more.

The new day it now approaches… a glimmer of gold stretches far and wide
The orb of silver now racing…to find a haven for to hide
The silence of the night gone before… about to be sacrificed
To the sounds of a new beginning… to the joys of new life.

But I will always remember the sunset flush, the dusk, and stars twinkling up high
And remember the honey suckles sweet scent…as the night dew passes by
In this world of thorns and roses…and the wounds that hurt the heart
I will always remember the light… the light that lights up the dark.


Darrell B Parker
Weaver of words and emotions.
April, 2009
 


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sure does paint a beaut picture... very inspiring - enjoyed the walk. Thanks.
Regards rfs

Anonymous said...

thanks again for reading my posts, I would love to post more, maybe one day, cheers 🤠😄👍