Darkness and Light

Here are two poems.  I wrote the first one half-asleep at 4 o'clock one morning.  The act of writing “Pull the Cord” helped me gain some clarity about a difficult situation in my life.  I feel compelled to say that it is not about the one and only Brent Britton, love of my life, my handsome husband.  If anyone else should like it or the words should help someone else, that would make me happy. 

Pull the Cord

Pulling, and pulling, and pulling the cord

let the wind whisper, pull it some more,

pull on the canvas, pull on it tight

feel the wind ripple, feel the wind roar,

there is the pain and there is the fear

let the wind wash it, take it and soar,

pull on it, pull on it, pull on it tight

let it bounce in the waves and the light,

pulling, and pulling, and pulling the chord

something is happening, something’s no more.

Pull on it, pull on it, make it feel tight

pull on it, pull on it, all of your might,

pull on it, hold it, the canvas so tight

pull on it, pull on it, stand in the light,

then release it, release it, release it, let go,

feel the breeze wash you, feel the pain flow

I love you, I love you, I love you

no more.

The second one is about my beautiful, red-headed daughter, Skylar.  I wrote it on my iPhone one spring afternoon while I was sitting in car-line waiting to pick up sweet Connor Kai, as then three-year old Skylar slept in the back seat.

Skylar

Brighter than the brightest blue,
against the full green trees waving in the spring air,
you lighten my days and make me feel happy and alive,
a sudden fiery storm, you crash and thrash around my world,
your will determined and unstoppable, like a hurricane,
and then you're a sleeping angel, so calm and perfect,
where did you come from, and how could you be so sweetly intricate?
when you wake tomorrow, no matter the forecast, I will love you
whether and forever you go, my Sky.

Coming soon.  A discussion about poetry, why I love it, and a detailed analysis of my favorite poem.  Happy day fellow earth dwellers!