Kathleen Kroll Poet Free verse

Meditation On Light

Ethereal, fleeting, incandescent
I grasp loosely at the airiness
So vibrant on the escarpment
X-rays pass through bone and flesh
Leaving no mark
I hold emptiness

Where are the diamonds?
Filling my fingertips?
Brushing my lips?
Tickling my tongue?
Lingering within my heart?
Eternity breaks open
Inverting itself within dark holes
Moons, planets and stars swirl

My amazement blazes anew
When the jewels reappear 
Woodland sprites alive on the bark
Knifing through the trees
Frolicking on the ground
Dancing amongst the foliage 
Daring me to catch them 

Clay vessel opens 
Alas, it is a porous jug
Absorbing but not containing
The warmth of a brief embrace
My skeleton’s soulful journey
Light twinkles
Passes through 
Leaving no pathway

Psyche refuses defeat
What has been will reappear
Eyes to see the invisible


Kathleen D Kroll
March 19, 2016
Inspired by light in Yosemite National Park

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Sylvia Coulstock June 28, 2018 at 5:29 PM You have an incredible way of using imagery to capture the imagination of those of us privileged to read your work.Thank you,this is lovely. Kathleen Kroll June 28, 2018 at 6:21 PM Dear friend, Thank you for taking the time to read several of my poems. It is so appreciated. May you enjoy many lovely hours and days. Kathy

John Fleming April 15, 2017 at 2:48 AM Yes indeed...Those rare and fleeting moments we all at sometimes in our brief lives undeniably experience...Even the very worse'st amongst us are not immune from its effects: A revelation perhaps? My very best regards, Kathy...And have a really wonderful Easter! Your good friend. :) john P.s A much deserved seven!

Daniel Turner March 19, 2016 at 6:05 PM Love this poem Kathleen. I meditate sometimes when I am depressed. It is one of the best ways there is to relieve stress. It's a lot like poetry, it's different for everybody. Peace my friend:) Kathleen Kroll March 19, 2016 at 6:43 PM Thanks, Dan! I never thought about meditation as poetry but you're right. It is a similar touchstone. Best, Kathy

Kathleen Kroll March 19, 2016 at 10:39 AM Thank you so much, Linda. Your comments are so helpful and mean so much.. Are you a fellow meditator? I'm now meeting with a few others biweekly. It helps so much to get in touch with my deeper feelings. thx again, Kathy

Poet Destroyer A March 19, 2016 at 10:29 AM The beauty of meditation is great. I like the journey through your pen Kathleen, especially the line about the skeleton's soulful journey. A rich feeling of being cleanse. You embraced my mind with your awesome poem. So many unique lines, I wish I had the ability to draw from the light when meditating... a perfect 7 poem.... Luv Linda