Theia

 


“No my friend, darkness is not everywhere, for here and there 
I find faces illuminated from within; paper lanterns among the dark trees.” ― Carole Borges

In the midnight cavern

where voices smother stars

she is the lantern muse of poets

who hunger to write a path to open sky. 

©Susie Clevenger 2020

The Sunday Muse #129

Theia ~ Greek Goddess of Sight and Heavenly Light

Comments

  1. qbitOctober 11, 2020 at 9:47 AM

    "who hunger to write a path to open sky." -- Oooh! Oooh!

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  2. indybevOctober 11, 2020 at 10:15 AM

    We all look for the "paper lanterns" ... they encourage our hunger to write paths to open sky. Beautiful write.

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  3. Sherry Blue SkyOctober 11, 2020 at 10:17 AM

    Oh this is GORGEOUS, so wonderful to think of our poems writing a path to open sky. Yay!

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  4. FireblossomOctober 11, 2020 at 1:15 PM

    And that is what we do, isn't it? As many times as it takes. Beautiful writing, Susie.

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  5. Carrie Van HornOctober 11, 2020 at 3:34 PM

    I love everything about this poem Susie! Totally insipring and true to a poets heart, and that quote matches it perfectly! I love the idea of voiced smothering stars! Stunning and lovely poetry my friend!!

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  6. TruedessaOctober 11, 2020 at 4:55 PM

    Beautiful! I don't know what else to say.

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  7. robkistnerOctober 11, 2020 at 5:01 PM

    Love this Susie! May that path open for this world.

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  8. JimOctober 11, 2020 at 8:50 PM

    Do you think we write better in the midnight space which I think starts just after the 10:00 news.
    I like your Carole Borges writing find, it fits her well.
    ,,

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  9. hedgewitchOctober 12, 2020 at 5:50 AM

    I read this three times just to feel it's magic. You've packed so many images into this small space, and each one chained hand to hand leads us to that path we need so badly to follow. Just lovely work, Susie.

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  10. HelenOctober 12, 2020 at 9:06 AM

    Like you were whispering this into my ear .....

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  11. C. SandlinOctober 12, 2020 at 9:56 AM

    Love the almost-overwhelming dark and the path back to starlight...it's good to have even an obscure path.

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