In the darkness, or: In the end

Poetry Partners #134

‘The blue sky’, a poem by Kunjal Gupta of ‘Duo Diseminators’

Inside a vessel so suffocating and cold.
Looking at the blue sky,
Birds glide their wings and fly to the foretold,
Without a struggle or try.

Looking at the blue sky,
They retire to perch and rest
Birds glide their wings and fly to the foretold,
Without a pique of nearing tests.

They retire to perch and rest
The eloquent orange slowly declines,
Without a pique of nearing tests.
Mothers flap towards the seamless skyline

The eloquent orange slowly declines,
Dark and frowning lines cut through the dazzles,
Mothers flap towards the seamless skyline.
Little fledglings move in a haphazard hassle.

Dark and frowning lines cut through the dazzles,
Dark woods immersed in scintillating shadows,
Little fledglings move in a haphazard hassle.
To what frightens and befuddles before.

Dark woods immersed in scintillating shadows,
Thoughts scare and terrify men,
To What frightens and befuddles before,
May no doubt be clear in the end.

Duo Diseminators: https://duodisseminator81314070.wordpress.com/

A ‘Tanka’ by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’

men's eyes can't detect
ultraviolet shadows
scintillate like birds;
beetles glimmer distantly;
fear of darkness blinds mankind

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.
–Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!