Published by Indigo House Review
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It is said that out of darkness cometh light,
as though prerequisite, darkness - quieten the voice
until willing to speak right.
When darkness is
stillness, but for the dancing flame.
Uninvaded, spared,
maybe even loved.
Space empty
for the remembering.
Darkness; where they dared to walk together,
the depth of trees,
the floor of the reservoir,
the top of the stairs and the landing
with closed doors.
The lost sound of laughter across the park beneath
the glow of concealed streetlight.
Phone ringing in the night.
The silent house. A deserted road.
A car engine running ready to go
to the vast lands beyond
headlights reach.
To a world concealed.
Here in this room,
with vanished flame,
a wick smouldering,
a life ebbing,
darkness is
the only voice that is speaking.
as though prerequisite, darkness - quieten the voice
until willing to speak right.
When darkness is
stillness, but for the dancing flame.
Uninvaded, spared,
maybe even loved.
Space empty
for the remembering.
Darkness; where they dared to walk together,
the depth of trees,
the floor of the reservoir,
the top of the stairs and the landing
with closed doors.
The lost sound of laughter across the park beneath
the glow of concealed streetlight.
Phone ringing in the night.
The silent house. A deserted road.
A car engine running ready to go
to the vast lands beyond
headlights reach.
To a world concealed.
Here in this room,
with vanished flame,
a wick smouldering,
a life ebbing,
darkness is
the only voice that is speaking.