Thursday, March 29, 2018

Creative corner: Sunshine

And now for a creative outlet - my first poem immortalised.

Sunshine

The light shines bright
Too bright
I wither and squint and yet
The light shines bright
I make out my family, tall and strong
They look at me
And I look at them
I cannot see because
The light shines bright
I wait for the darkness but it does not come
Faces beam and mouths curl up
And all for what?
To see my family under a bright-searing sun?
I endure as my flesh desiccates and yet
The light shines bright

A little dark, don't you think? But, not to worry; it was simply about a bouquet of flowers in a vase. I thought it would be fun to have a poem which seemed dark from the outset but, with a change of context, would be hilarious (unless you happen to be a flower).

props go to XKCD