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Divine Sunshine

When it’s miserable and dreary
Cold, dark, cloudy and rainy
Seems liquid desolation is unfurled
Along with all the weight of the world

A void grows exponentially with morningtide
As I wither in torment from endless rain outside
And that’s when I need most to turn within
To the inward deepest source of my chagrin

I forage for the slightest flicker
Any flame to dissipate the blurr
A candle lit to give at least a little ray of hope
To help find my lost wondrous kaleidoscope

I ache when I miss the golden rays of sun
That most magical primal phenomenon
That link to what’s utterly divine
I so wish I’d been given a name like SunShine


**A wink to my lovely PS friend SunShine



AP: 1st place 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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February 22, 2018 at 4:50 PM
I was raised in Wichita where the winters were cold and the snow got very deep but I'm sure not so much as up north! It was fun when I was a kid but that wore off several years ago!.....80)...I enjoyed your descriptive poem and feel the misery as well. COME ON SUMMER!!!!
Gauthier Avatar
February 22, 2018 at 4:51 PM
O yes. Thank you for your delightful visit and comment, Pat.
One Avatar
February 22, 2018 at 9:57 AM
I ache when I have no sun either, need more Vitamin D... Nice write Line..
Gauthier Avatar
February 22, 2018 at 11:50 AM
Thanks for your visit, SO. Much appreciated.
Gentile Avatar
February 22, 2018 at 7:56 AM
I so agree with you, Line and I grasp the feeling easily by your expressive words xxoo
Gauthier Avatar
February 22, 2018 at 9:07 AM
Thanks for your visit and comment, Mike.
Inman Avatar
February 22, 2018 at 7:26 AM
The noble Line (sometimes short for Adeline). I don't know where you live but winter can be a difficult time of year. Your emotions come through well in this piece.
Gauthier Avatar
February 22, 2018 at 9:08 AM
Yes, Canada winters are cold. Thanks for your visit and comment, James.
B. Avatar
February 22, 2018 at 12:04 AM
Another awesome poem!! Great Job!
Gauthier Avatar
February 22, 2018 at 7:20 AM
Thank you, Robertina. Much appreciated.
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