Wednesday, May 26, 2021

Waiting

Eyes full of ashes,
tomorrow stumbles on ice
and empires weep Blues.

Horror is coming
to die. I hear the wailing,
and echo the chant
of chances waiting
to be
taken.

I will turn my heart
towards the brightest and darkest
bits of the dwarfed dawn.


photo by Yousef Espanioly, on Unsplash

- for Poets and Storytellers United--Weekly Scribblings #71: Waiting.

33 comments:

  1. Beautiful, honest and brave. May we not fail those chances.

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  2. I vision of hope and/or total destruction, equally calming to the soul XXX

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  3. This is a poem potent with fears and hopes, Magaly. I love the phrase ‘tomorrow stumbles on ice’ and the thought of the ‘brightest and darkest bits of the dwarfed dawn’.

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  4. "...chances waiting to be taken..." Where we're at. Welcome the dawn. Outstanding work.

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    1. Thank you, Ron.. I hope our next steps take us to better places.

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  5. This denies none of the horror, but it also denies none of the hope. I love how powerful it feels because the two are balanced. Somehow the hope just feels that much more real this way.

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    1. I love how you see it, Rommy. It's exactly how I feel it.

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  6. A world out of control waiting to see if there could be hope in the new dawn. A miracle or a magic wand seems to be needed. Woe to all who brought this mess on. It read very easily though.
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    1. I think the kind of magic our world needs involves understanding that magic isn't free, that one must work for it, for everything...

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  7. Your lovely spirit shines through, as always, finding a bit of light and hope.

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  8. you always speak Power, Magaly, and embody it ~

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  9. Oh, this one is ominous. May hope still wrap its arms around us, comforting us

    Happy Wednesday

    Muchđź’šlove

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  10. This is wonderful! Chances waiting to be taken ... I say bring 'em on! I believe you do as well.

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  11. Being hopeful will help us through most things, so never give that up Magaly.

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  12. I do love "tomorrow stumbles on ice," and the chances waiting, wailing. ALso, that you allude to it being darkest before the dawn, where it's also the brightest, where hope is, where tomorrow will appear.

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    1. I think you're right, Lisa. We fell so deep into the worse kind of darkness, that there is only up and bright now. I hope we soar (and roar) to the occasion.

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  13. Great opening on this, Magaly! hopeful/fearful about sums it up.

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  14. Eyes full of ashes... black and white, but also hot and dry, as if there are no more tears. The darkest and lightest taken by heart, an acceptance of all and everything in between. I find this very fulfilling.

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  15. Beautiful, powerful and filled with hope! Big Hugs Magaly!

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I love your insightful remarks. So, go ahead, let them fly…