Dan Cwiak Poet Triolet

The Light Is Waiting

The lighting, it was over-bright
Yet, undisturbed was the darkness.
Hanging from rafters high above
Lurking in corners, still unseen.
The Lighting now, ever so pure
Waited for this soul's remarkness,
"I cannot see...I cannot see...
Oh Lord, take the blinders from me" !


First Line Prompt - 2

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Becca Teagan June 16, 2016 at 8:12 AM Hey, good job with this one!! Good luck in the contest! Dan Cwiak June 20, 2016 at 5:14 PM Thank you, Becca. It was a little more involved than I expected, but I liked the words that I was able to come up with for the contest. Again, thanks for your comments.