DocAndersen
Just below the surface
the darkness spreads
like an inkwell spreading
across a students desk
the inky mess filling the cracks
and lurking beneath
the surface
more darkness
each piece attempting to break
to be beneath
to be below
in the darkness.
In the inkwell
in the classroom
as the awkward dream
flows away
and the endless blackness
swells
and grows
to fill all the space around us.
Wow this one got to me Doc, I have felt the darkness way too many times.
Great job.
I think that blackness is always there. Thanks, Carol!
Yes it is Doc, always at the surface.
A friend of mine (much more accomplished poet than I) used to say the only way to keep the darkness at bay is to let in the light. Open every door, every window and celebrate the explosion of light!