Shine
count beacons
of encouragement
in flickering flames
behind abandoned
window panes
she says it’s hope
restored, belief
in blessed returns,
& I learn
that darkness
can shine too,
that it can consume,
overtake a room
with fear &
emptiness
reflecting absence,
the pain of separation
& shared gloom;
flashes flicker,
rogue cameras
capture doom
countdown resumes,
a body
grows sicker,
but embers still burn
ignite this night,
this tattered heart,
this dying star
still holds its spark
her face is all I’ll ever see
within the endless dark
#OctPoWriMo Day 1
Thistle Thoughts 
Beautiful👌
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Thank you
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My pleasure dear😊
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Darkness can shine too… Well said! Great to read you. Happy #NaPoWriMo!
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Beautiful and haunting.
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Thanks for reading!
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Beautifully expressed!
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Thank you
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You are welcome.
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“ignite this night,
this tattered heart,
this dying star
still holds its spark”
Amazing lines!
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I liked the spark of hope in dying star.
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Thanks for reading!
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Haunting and beautiful
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Thank you 🙂
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What a beautiful poem! There is so much intensity and emotion here! The rhymes are excellent! Still, I am able to feel the sadness here!
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Thank you
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Welcome!
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