Saturday, August 16, 2008

Poetry Sunday ~ Sight of the Night Soul

Sight of the Night Soul
All rights reserved: copyright © Joni Zipp

The stars have splashed my blinking eyes

blinding me with its disguise.

Now the light may crystallize

all that I have seen.

The tree bears fruit of every kind.

To thee I wish to be defined.

For all the light now has me blind.

Senses nearly keen.

Confused by sight and sordid sound;

truly lost what I have found.

Kneeling on the trodden ground

From thee I must be weaned

I hide behind the night lights shower

not to frail I will not cower.

Safely under the bridled bower,

the storm clouds thus convene

Lofty soul these things I seek.

Strengthen me when I am weak.

Of this earth among the meek.

Grasping sights unseen.

copyright © Joni Zipp


June said...

Beautiful, Joni.

As a certified night person I especially was drawn to the first line - "The stars have splashed my blinking eyes."


Take care,

Anonymous said...

Poetry Sunday! =D

This one is becoming part of the archive of my favorites.
It's a beautiful one, Joni.

A poem a day keeps the doctor away, lol


Granny said...

Nice one joni I loved the last verse.