#Keepitalive ~ #Whatdoyousee ~ #WDYS ~ #Poetry

Keep it alive

What do you see # 56 – 16 November 2020

Image credit; Phmaxiestevez @ Pixabay

(For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a young woman looking out the glass pane of a partially open door, with an indecipherable expression)

She stands in shadow
As if afraid of colour
One half of the door
Formed in soft orange light
She looks outside
Trying to decide her fate
Is today the day she walks
Through that half open door
Will she pick up the fallen reins of her life?
Will suspicion, doubt, rule the day
Could a soft voice passing say hello?
Move her footsteps
Does she want the outside
To come into her life?
Her grip on the door whispers
I intend to stay in the shadows
Where I have control?

© anita dawes 2020

#Writephoto ~ Darkness ~ #poetry

Thursday Photo Prompt- Darkness # WritePhoto

This week’s prompt ~ Darkness

ge by scvincent.com

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a bank of dark clouds rolling in across a sunny moor, casting its shadow on the hills of the horizon.

For some, the moors can be a lonely place
Where old dreams go to hide
Waiting the right footsteps to re awaken
Under dark clouds, magic can be heard
Living shadows run across the hills
Who are they, what chases them?
What stories hide withing their dark folds
Do the ancient ones continue dreaming?
As they run through the dark hills
Remembering youth
Do they leave a breath of hope?
For you to walk through
To hold their stories, tell them anew
The moors, with their welcoming arms
Of old and new
Like walking through a pick and mix store
With something for everyone…

©anitadawes 2020

Inside my Head… #Poetry

Image by Pete Linforth from Pixabay

Inside my Head

Welcome to my mind
The cold, dark, often empty place
Until the voices start
Then it’s as if I’ve been fed liquid bliss
The world inside becomes rainbow bright
People I have known all my life, changed.
I don’t recognise their shining faces
Their pleasant ways, so happy
Did they feed on an overdose of sugar pills?
Ghosts of their former selves
Wound up, let go, clockwork toys
The other side of the coin lets the dark out
I can see black clouds above their heads
I feel the need to run, but where to?
How to get outside my head?
Walking the streets I saw ghouls, ghosts
Floating above the people
They walk backwards in front of them
Trying to touch, teasing, pulling faces
Trying to get their attention
This is where my darkness lives
Inside my head
The dead watch me with envious eyes…

©anitadawes 2020

Only The Light… #Writephoto ~ Lambent

Thursday photo prompt: Lambent #writephoto

 

dusk.jpg

Image by scvincent.com

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a ray of light piercing the heavy clouds above a silky body of water bordered by dark hills.

 

Only the light

I often wonder if I am truly

conscious of the world around me

Dark billowing clouds, pierced by spiralling light

My mind invites much darker thoughts

The clouds seem to pale by them

What lives behind the cloak of darkness?

Ever moving, changing depth and colour

Something alive within, something I cannot know

Goosebumps on my skin tell me I don’t want to

Like a cat ever curious

The dark hills cradling the silky water

Invite me to look

Maybe what lies behind will excite your mind

Help you to forget the dark thoughts

I concentrate on the light

I see a heavenly body with a winged helmet

I hear her voice, ‘Take courage child

Not all are evil when the clouds grow dark…’

©anitadawes 2020