Hold Tight to the Light

How I ask you came to be 
bare and naked in the night?
Dark streets and bricked walls
Are fast reminders of your plight,
Eyes held low, you don’t reach out
for something warm to hold,
These city streets and empty heart-beats
have left you feeling cold.
Please hold tight to the light,
It lends a  brief respite,
As you dream for better days
In this cold dark night.
© 2012 DiAnne Ebejer
Advertisements

About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at dianneebejer.wordpress.com. I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" diannesthingsat.wordpress.com used for special projects and occasional things of interest
This entry was posted in Poetry By Me I. Bookmark the permalink.

5 Responses to Hold Tight to the Light

  1. let’s all dream of better days! Lovely poem, DiAnne.

    Like

  2. Beautiful. You have this amazing ability to make poetry out of mere pictures.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s