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| Photo by Peggy Goetz, altered into b&w by me. |
Darkness and Light
struggle for a hold.
Surrender, I do,
as toward salvation I reach,
slapped back
as evil isn't prepared to let go
'til deepest midnight,
leaving me no choice
to howl at the moon
in longing.
by Margaret Bednar, 10-23-2012
This is a poem quickly written for "Poetry Jam - Shadows". The image I altered slightly by making it a b&w image. I hope you don't mind, Peggy. I missed the linky deadline, but don't let that stop you from reading the other poems.
11 comments:
Whew--love this. Gripping and I love what you did with the photo.
I love the idea of howling at the moon in longing. Nice poem to prompt, Margaret.
(I did end up putting it into Mr. Linky for you. Smiles.)
Howling at the moon ... that's lovely !!!
Dark and mysterious...Lovely! Really like what you did with the pic too, very effective :)
if that is what it takes to break that hold...intense piece margaret...howl on...
Such strong emotions in so few words.
I felt the power, the struggle and the longing.
Thank you for that experience.
"Surrender, I do,
my hands toward salvation reach,
slapped back
as evil isn't prepared to let go"
brilliant! fabulous take on the prompt. love the entire poem, Margaret!
thanks for joining in at Poetry Jam!
♥
Fabulous conversion from color to B&W, Margaret. And I must say even your quickies are good! :)
I love this.
A beautiful photograph!
Wonderful poem, Margaret, and this photographs is just beautiful. I love the way the light is falling in this. So nicely done.
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