My eyes are heavy
The light burns my heart
Deep within
Illuminating my blackness
I dream
Of another color
Another sun
Another shore
Another mirror
Another embrace
In the quiet
Solitude
That swallows fear
I reach out
For the cure
To an open heart
To be near you
Lost
The world continues
Around me
Hoping to follow
Open me
A window
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Written for Poetry Jam and Poets United- Verse First
Life From A Park Bench 
Open hearts and open windows (especially with the sun shining in) — both are so important in life, I think. (Especially if one is not feeling well)
Poignant is the word.
white light reflected
prismatically speaking
sum of all colours
Love this. The repitition of the word “another” real makes for focused powerful emotion.
nice…this builds really well alan….the repetition of another…and open heart and open window…
Hi, Alan- So much here… love the heart/ window & from blackness to color.
I feel like there is both some sadness as well as hope for the future in this poem. I am thinking here that a window is a sort of prism and by opening it the view will be different. Thanks for this prompt.
Amazing poem. We can feel the longing for an open window.
Alan, great prompt and great poem–so much feeling flowing through it, and then that ending (really loved that ending) 🙂 Excellent
Love this, great poem!
Wonderful poem!
The quiet solitude that swallows fear… a great line that leads me to increasingly value the power of meditation. Your imagery, repetition, flow and form stitch this poem potently together. One of my favorite responses to the Verse First prompt.
Melancholic and hopeful at the same time. Lovely imagery and lines here, from blackness to color, leaving the heart and window open 🙂
I really like the ending – open me a window – so much hope right outside that window!
The ending of the window (with the pic) is fitting for the longing. Nice emotional development. (BTW, this the first time to your blog and as I scroll down, I see all your poems in the same form — I wrote a little ditty on that).
Very romantic!
such a cry, with the image it’s like afairy tale
I like the heartfelt plea, open me a window ~
“Another” fan of the redundancy. It strings everything together nicely. Well written, Alan.