while downloading you

while downloading you    this is how a face turns into light.  this is how light makes face of a moon. this is where the memory of night resides inside.  this is dark inside bright. this is how light faces a question.  this is how it was marked.  this is how it took the name and called itself doubt. [...]

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old brown shoes

old brown shoes    wonder the eyes that kneel in mud. wonder the eyes of a moth eatinglight. or sky and sea as the far albatross stitches by feather thumbs. one truth in simple dirt. one reason for elemental light. and faith will now including doubt, climbing into the tree of lies. notice how light [...]

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At the end of light

At the end of light At the end of light, here, my eyes. I am this end of a thread, here received. Dangling unknotted yet. Use your fingers and pull. neil reid © july 2010 neil reid © july 2010

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Poem Starting with a Line from Norman Dubie (napowrimo #13)

read write poem   napowrimo #13 prompt by Sarah J. Sloat   smoke a dubie Today is Day 13, also known as your lucky day. Sarah J. Sloat has a wonderful prompt for you; it’s bound to get you going! She says, I’m partial to the tried-and-true prompt that calls for starting a poem with a line written by [...]

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Like rain

Like rain About some light poem group index Remove what’s light. What is left? Nothing even right. No turn will face you anywhere except into yourself. Not that you are the center of anything, but instead, one in glory, point of view. Like each drop, like rain becomes, messenger. As stone along the valley floor, [...]

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What light becomes

What light becomes About some light poem group index What light becomes. In the luster of a flying star. Few who look, fewer see. An arching back, bent eye to glass, a mountain top, dark of night. Double dancing stars, far and far. Nothing impedes endless stellar breath. (Comforts me inside a thought.) Bright, bright, [...]

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What a window does

read write prompt #107, lighting the way by Andre Tan Write a poem based upon your own response to a photograph. (Read the prompt for full details and the complete photograph.) (Read other participants responses to this prompt.) What a window does Light makes no sense looking like yellow now. Maybe because it’s crashing on [...]

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