In my state of Purity
My dreams will become
Blessings for all life on Earth.
-Kelly Voelker
Poetry starts as an idea or phrase which expands into a message to be brought through from somewhere. Where it comes from is a more magical place than here, or maybe it offers a more magical perception of here. It comes by virtue of intellect, wonder, and the Spirit of Contemplation. -Kelly Voelker kellywriteaway@gmail.com
Thursday, August 3, 2017
Lights on the Second Floor
The lights on the second floor
In real time glow
Cancelling history
Cancelling woes
The lights on the second floor
Shown onto the street
Passersby notice
Contrast that deletes
The frontier facades
Have seen hopes and dreams fade
Fortunes and bodies
Families and maids
Bare bricks will not cushion
The hardest of lives
The shades were pulled down
Disappointments can't hide
May the Great Plains towns
Offer a simple reward
Attracting angels and
Harmonious landlords.
-Kelly Voelker
AUTHOR'S NOTE: For me, the lights on the second floor in real time, cancelled out all the disappointments from the past and offered promise for the future. This particular building with it's visible tenant lights, offered to ignite other tenant lights in the surrounding frontier buildings in this declining frontier business district.
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