"sprant" poems
I lept into darkness and the darkness took me back.
I felt around, looked high up, then low and down
But saw naught but black.
I wept for want of light and the darkness wept for me.
With sleeve I swept tear, but still this formidable fear
Of what I could not see.
Then joy! What pinprick peaked out of light afar!
That I wondered could it be so? At once my heart saying no
At sight of distant star.
I made to sprint, but the darkness sprant behind.
Trodding on heal, with terrible zeal,
Saying: “This will not bind.”
Still I ran with ferocious will, and let darkness be ******
Feet sinking deeper at first, then climbing with insatiable burst,
Through mounds of black sand.
Star grew faint, and the darkness darkened,
Then as fire ablaze, all in a wondrous haze,
The light us hearkened.
“This way” it whispered, and “WAIT!” I cried.
Then the darkness shuddered, hearing all that we’d uttered,
And left with “goodbye.”
I lept into light and the light took me back.
Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 1:40 AM UTC