This is one of the few poems I’ve written that don’t rhyme. I’m old fashioned (stubborn) that way. I like the melodic tone of words that blend and mingle at the end of each line. But, this one ain’t too bad. Hope you enjoy it.
The Sun Came Up Again
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The sun came up again
Across the street
In the neighbor’s yard
Through early budding tree limbs
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The sky glowed fiery red
Then golden
Then dazzling white
As another day began
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A slash of light
Fell ‘cross my arms as I wrote
The thought crossed my mind
That I’d said too much
Heard too much
And it had changed things
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I wondered
If they had changed for the better
I hoped so
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I’ve changed things before
By being too open
Too honest
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I’ve watched the sun come up
Regretting words I’d spoken
The day before
You would think I’d learn
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I have learned
—
I’ve learned
That the sun will come up
Sometimes you will see it
And feel it
Sometimes you won’t
But it’s there
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Love is like that
At times you can bask in its warmth
And feel its arms wrapped around you
A flash of it will lay across your heart
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Then at other times
It falls silent
And cool
It’s still there
Just not as obvious
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You have to know it’s there
Never doubt it
Never turn away
Just know that behind the cloud
Behind the mountain
Behind whatever has made the warm glow fade
It is there
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You have to let it be there
You have to want it to be there
It can’t always be glorious
It can’t always be spring
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Copyright © 1998 C. Mashburn
Sherry Mashburn said
But it’s always there!
charlesmashburn said
cept when it’s cloudy?
Sherry said
Naw, it’s there even when it’s cloudy. you just can’t see it.
Martin H said
Love is enduring. Nice piece.
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charlesmashburn said
Thanks, Martin. I appreciate your stopping by!
Isabel said
great poem. nice reminder that love is always there for us even when we can’t see it.
charlesmashburn said
Thanks, Isabel. Your comment got lost in my spam folder, and I just now ran across it. Thanks again!
luna15 said
but it can always be love.
this was GREAT!
charlesmashburn said
Thanks for the comment, and thanks for reading my poem!
Jingle said
amazing, may the sunshine always laying on your face.
A++
charlesmashburn said
You are, too, kind. ??? (Okay here’s the thing; I am the worlds worst at comma use. Did I just say you are too kind as in – you are more kind than I deserve… or that you are too kind as in – don’t be silly, you most certainly are kind.) My intent was the first one by the way.
mindlovemisery said
Oh wow Charles I love this! I have done exactly as you been too honest and I never seem to learn either. I love the sense of hope at the end =)
charlesmashburn said
Now, how did you come to read that one? I am pleased that you must have done some searching and reading on my site! I remember the day I wrote this poem. I was sitting at my desk as the sun came up, having those very thoughts. Just wrote them down and there ya go. The main theme of my thoughts was that i’d said too much; I’d hurt someone by being too honest. I’m not always the most tactful person.
Thank you so much for reading my poem and saying such wonderful things about it. Please stop by and browse again.