Light:
Dimly seen page
Inadequate lighting
Mind too searches
Distracted thoughts
Like a flashlight
Does the dark
Fire:
Engulfs thought
Burning the wood
of life’s experience
Flames heat body
Then soul
Rarely igniting page
Aether:
Can you hear it
Cosmic wind blowing
Unheard sound distant
Static zephyr
Flutters hair
on Id's scalp
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Nicely written , Harry !
5-ed.
Id is a personification of the self
hense a proper noun. As for the other... Meeh, it's always something. Art and english are tricky things. Especially mine. Hope I can keep amusing you.
Liked the implied links between the stanzas
You get points for teaching me a new scrabble alternative spelling (aether. who knew?); your choice of capitalization is something for both readers and the poet to think about - on lines and letters (Id or id? on, of lower case beginning of lines, but not like or then? Why? hmmm).more...
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