Tim B Poet Free verse

Lumens

Irradiated in corner rooms; they talk in sun drenched whispers,
Neath the sullen pines they lurk among the void
Hope
Less
This varies, but they see the light shining down; touch forehead, look down.
Assuage the lot of them fears,
Pray
More
This varies, but they see the light of his crown; the absolute, the unknown
Who knows a lot of their fears,
Affliction
Lit fire burns those left behind.
Peace

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Elizabeth Wesley May 4, 2012 at 10:18 AM Thse single words between the lines are like exclamation marks and really underscore what you are saying Tim. I really enjoyed how you did this!

Nette Onclaud April 30, 2012 at 10:10 PM this has an enchanting simplicity. The line breaks are interesting, and the tone beautifully consistent... way to go, tim!..:) huggs!

Sara Kendrick April 30, 2012 at 3:27 PM This varies, but they see the light of his crown...Interesting work..Enjoyed reading this afternoon..Thanks for stopping by, reading, and commenting on my work..Sara

Bl Devnath April 30, 2012 at 3:27 AM Beautiful and powerful poem, enjoyed nicely. Loved always, bl

Anne-Lise Andresen April 30, 2012 at 1:22 AM Hope, less, pray and peace ....all in one poem, well written Tim. - oxox love Anne-Lise

Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet April 30, 2012 at 1:02 AM Well written dear poet.My favorite line is the following:Assuage the lot of them fears,Pray More Superb !!!