The light is gone. I stop and stare
at darkness looming overhead.
The sky is lost forevermore.
I can’t recall what was before—
a world where sunshine conquered dread?
a universe consumed by fear?
The sky is lost. I can despair,
but I accept my fate instead
and look for voids I can explore.
What does the future hold in store?
Am I alive or am I dead?
The light is gone—the night is here.
I plunge to darkness like a drowning leaf.
Will this new world bring sorrow or relief?
Written in response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge. A trilonnet was surprisingly easy to write, and the theme was, as always, intriguing.
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