Bright Light Poems | Examples
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We serve a God who watches over us,
A gracious God who moves on our behalf.
He dwells within, His presence glorious -
Our hearts His home, our shield, and guiding staff.
He lives in high and holy places bright,
Yet walks with those contrite and lowly in spirit
So, stay connected - cling to Him with all our might,
And we shall rise above the darkened heart
To see things from divine’s perspective clear
Is truly the heart and vision of a seer.
Bring emotions to full alignment near
With Christ’s own promises hold them clear.
Be strong, courageous! Let our lives shine bright,
A crown of beauty with His redeeming light.
Categories:
light, inspirational,
(“The Heart of It #2”, 2007, original oil)
When A Light Is Extinguished
(for Charlie)
Today a great light was extinguished
A great soul lost to his family, his friends
His nation, and humanity as a whole.
Shades of MLK Jr.’s assassination,
A shadow of hate swallowing up the light,
Spread out across the nation
Like the Sun eclipsed at noon.
In the dark we cry
Hearts broken open
By the senseless taking of a life brighter than most,
Reminding us what kindness and brightness
And generosity of spirit is truly like,
Bright and true
And in its essence deathless eternal.
Rest in peace young man,
Go in peace great soul.
(9/10/25)
Categories:
grief, in memoriam, light,
By Poet "Our memories fill yesterday. Today our dreams will fill tomorrow."
Will my dream be here tomorrow?
A cool breeze does softy blow,
over me as if I will know.
Into deeper sleep I must go,
what will my dream now show?
I am still from head to toe,
feeling like I am aglow.
Another world I will go.
Within a dream what will I see?
A huge yellow bumble bee,
she was eating crackers and brie.
From this dream I want to flee,
please oh - please set me free.
My bed is now wet - I did pee,
let me out I will plea.
Now awake one, two, three.
My dream within a dream,
was it just too extreme?
It made me pee then scream,
what a very wild dream theme.
The bee rode a leaf downstream,
what a weird bee daydream.
Through the trees I saw a sunbeam,
the bright light looks like ice cream.
Now waking up with self esteem.
Categories:
light, fun, giggle, insect, sun,
There’s a spark in our hearts that
urges us to try,
Through storms and challenges, it
accompanies us on the ride,
Infusing our senses that there’ll be
light at dawn,
This flame never dies; it’s the flame
of Hope.
Shining bright through dark clouds
is Hope,
A force of strength in times of
despair, is Hope,
When we embrace it, we feel relief, comfort and peace,
It’s an endless whisper of joy that
will never cease.
It blooms like a flower in our hearts,
And a balm for the wounds in our
souls,
So look deep into the depths of
both heart and soul for the Spirit
of Hope,
With its endless scope, anything is
possible.
Hold firmly unto it, and never let it
go,
As it will lead you safely through
the uncertainties of the unknown.
By Zyrool
Categories:
light, emotions, encouraging, hope,
Beneath the stars, a glittery haze,
A cosmic queen in her celestial daze.
She told me, "Darling, can't you tell?
This is just your fabulous destiny, spelled!"
She pulled out cards, all shimmery and bright,
And whispered secrets, bathed in moonlit light.
"The stars align, the moon's a rosy hue,"
(I just wanted to find my favorite shoe!)
"The Darkside of Aquarius, honey, calls,
Prepare for shopping sprees and velvet falls!
Your spirit, sweetie, is quite entwined,"
(With a perfectly matched handbag I can't find!)
She spoke of eras, crushes, and such strife,
As I just hoped for a drama-free life.
"A spiritual and sparkly, fated art!"
(I'd rather scroll through TikTok, bless my heart!)
I checked my phone, a little sigh,
And caught a twinkle in her eye.
"You'll find your truth; you'll feel the glow!"
"Okay, but can we get some froyo, though?"
The prophecy, a grand design,
Turned out to be just a good time.
The Darkside of Aquarius? Pfft!
Just my bestie suggesting a spontaneous road trip!
Categories:
light, destiny, friend, friendship, spiritual,
Daybreak trumpets adventure
night whispers in our ears
Doubts dispelled by sunlight
darkness quickens our fears
The moon shines bright
as candlelight
Stars race through the heavens
wing-ed flight
Ere dawn stirs the day
doves coo and play
‘Tis the season for lovers
saints and poets pray
Categories:
day, light, love, night,
Snow prevails in the realms of Otherworlds,
And moonlit mortals imagine light flight.
Bright pink faery orbs float and dance upward,
Spirals in song producing bright delights.
At times, thought considers the other side.
Dreaming in the moment bestows lessons.
A flame amplifies the insightful mind,
And we learn to breathe in our own heavens.
The depth of the forest brings us fresh breath
While we try to fly the stellar Cosmos,
Doing all that we can to keep our health
While sparkling moonlight plays its song and glows.
Venerable Oaks and Hazels reach high,
Grounded on Earth, yet, bound to Raven's eye!
Categories:
light, angst, appreciation, death, deep,
the early sun drapes gently across the branches
a whisper of promise, of new golden chances
A BRIGHT MORNING OPENS EVERY QUIET DOOR
and shadows retreat where the sun will restore
love clings tenderly in petals that shine
hearts lift overhead like branches that climb
BEAUTY BECOMES BLOSSOMS, BOLDLY BREAKING THROUGH
and faith feels steady, reshaped and born anew
waves whisper gently, curling near the coast
dreams drift forward, the ones I cherish most
COURAGE CAN COME, PEACEFULLY CALLING ME HOME
leading the lost where the spent still roam
night leans close and stars give counsel to the sky
hope clears gently and grief learns to fly
DREAMS DESCEND QUIETLY, GLOWING THROUGH MY HEART
and love, unwavering-binds what was torn apart
Categories:
hope, inspirational, light, morning,
Categories:
light, writing,
A palm, I said on Sunday
As I stood upon my bed
Looking in a window
At the outside overhead
I saw a smear of moonbeam
That screamed out yesterday
Then watched the shallow sun arise
While bright stars fade away
I whispered to a waning willow
Weeping on the street
Why so sad, my troubled tree
What dream has caused you grief
The willow said that sun does blind
Those shadows all deceive
Black earth is damp upon my feet
No longer I believe
So, trash the vexing memories, said I
Let the past rewrite each lie
Turn that icy barb of fate
From sorrow - now don’t cry
Francis J Grasso ©08.23.2025
Categories:
light,
It seems easier
when you're tired,
to just let things be.
Last night's savage wind
that threw a leaf loaded fury
at my bedroom window
has become a quieted still
unburdened by thought.
The morning with its bright
colours, fragrant air and sunlit
distances has emerged as is,
sufficient and complete.
I see the first butterfly
of the season in its pristine
livery shine copper
on a new green leaf.
Magnolia flowers are about
to burst from their swollen
sheaths and be set free.
I watch where I walk
taking care
to let things be.
Categories:
light, morning, spring,
By evening light of crimson
Moonlight dabbled through the trees.
Formed shapes of dark and shadow climbed and crawled and followed me.
Weary eyes did gaze on distance.
Though views faded as minutes left.
The seat was waiting to comfort - it knew my walk too well.
Silence could be found though the dabbling water would not stay quiet.
It had seen its share of torment through the toils, sorrows, deaths and wars of many men.
Now though it let me listen to its melody under bright dots in the sky. Birds flew over on to yonder disappearing into the darkening blue of this birthing night.
Though life was clear all around me, its sounds, its senses, colours, wonders and reassuring news. It’s not a life when feelings war, it’s not a life without you.
Categories:
absence, death, leaving, light,
It was nearly midnight
when he slipped out of bed,
careful not to wake her.
The house exhaled its silence—
walls warm with sleep,
timber creaking
from the day’s last heat.
He padded to the kitchen
in bare feet, opened the cupboard
where li’l miss had hidden
a note for him the day before:
“I love you even when you forget milk.”
He smiled at that.
Switched on the stovetop light—
not bright enough to disturb,
just enough to see his notebook.
He scribbled under
a half-written poem:
“Faith is not thunder. It’s a fridge humming through the night.”
A creak behind him.
Li’l Miss in her tiny dressing gown,
one sock half-off, thumb in her mouth.
“You writing again?” she asked.
He nodded.
She nodded back, solemnly,
like a poet-in-training,
and padded away.
The cupboard light blinked once
and stilled. He returned to his pen.
The house listened.
.
Categories:
light, appreciation, art,
the clock strikes dusk
the sun fades away
a thousand golden lights blinks
to set the scene on fire
crowds carouse
for the merry-go-round
that bright crown of the carnival night
under that picturesque parasol
children clamber up the golden saddles
atop alabaster rides
galloping through infinity
then drums snare with cymbals
while clarinets and woodwinds shriek
in jubilant symphony
laughter jingle
as the circle twirls
and the colourful world dissolve
to a colourless blur
Categories:
light, childhood, children, fun, joy,
Bright twinkling star of the night,
you validate that we have sight.
From Source you shine on every land,
It’s the Source that created man.
Just as your light keeps on burning,
Source gives man a mind discerning.
A mind that also keeps on learning,
sharing truth to feed our yearning.
Is it possible we are light?
Will the Source give us an insight?
Blink just twice to say I’m right,
Bright twinkling star of the night.
Categories:
light, creation, god, night, sky,