Darkness Approaches
- At January 28, 2012
- By Lotus, aka Sarcastic Mom
- In Photoblog, Poetry
1
it is early evening and
a drink has found its way
into her hand while a
heaviness settles
inside her heart
her feet hit the hot concrete
of a texas back patio
warmly, they wander across
lightly, they fall in a pattern
leading to an edge
she settles herself there and
the moon looks down
upon her quietly
showing her
only half of himself
she ponders the idea
of seeing only part
of someone
and wondering what else
might be there
the day has slipped away
as quickly and blindly
as usual, leaving behind
only the memory
of how hot it was
the sky tells her to look
it wants to remind her
that the day was bright and strong
by painting the edges
of her world
the streaks of a sunset
almost gone and forgotten
linger on the horizon
in blue, orange, purple
and gold
she wants to soak those in
remember them, cherish them
she wants to capture them
and carry them with her for
later
she knows that darkness approaches.
Why yes, I DO still PhotoHunt!
It’s been awhile since I participated in a PhotoHunt Saturday. Just had other things my hot little fingers wanted to throw out there, I guess. I’m back in today, though!

Today’s PhotoHunt Theme:
DARK
I have to admit to you that, in true Emo form, my first thought at the word, “Dark” was the emotional kind. And it made me think of these photos, which I feel characterize my pain around the time of my miscarriage:
But right on the heels of that, I thought about the natural kind of dark. And about the grand beauty that can be witnessed when “dark” starts to happen…
And while I would wish you all lives filled with far more of the second kind of dark than the first kind, sometimes the first kind helps us admire and appreciate the beauty in all other things that much more. And if it does not, we should surely remind ourselves to look for it.
We need it.











