The sunlight on my wall
Does bring thoughts of spring
Into my mind.
Yet I hear no birdcall.
The poet’s mind
Has both dark and light.
But does not the sunlight
Follow the night?
The sunlight on my wall
Does bring thoughts of spring
Into my mind.
Yet I hear no birdcall.
The poet’s mind
Has both dark and light.
But does not the sunlight
Follow the night?
A dark poem, Kevin, but I love it.
Thank you, Vivienne. I’m pleased you like my poem. Best wishes. Kevin
A poem that portrays the ambivalent feelings of poets – sense of audacity and adversity, showcasing the societal circumstances in life. Nicely penned, K Morris.
Thank you, Henry. I am delighted you enjoyed reading my poem. Best wishes. Kevin
Always my pleasure.