Shine On
Let loose the light in strident strands
As faint as the scent of gardened rose
Far flung to isle of wave-kissed sands
Where a beauty in silence grows
Entrench each nest and narrowed home
In the shimmer of shadows cast
And in the lilt of heavy known
Feed us with our great repast
The rotten wood of shared decay
The stench of time that has well past
Each dawn of hope held in sun’s ray
Dreams hard wishing and steadfast
Wash away the shed salient tears
As blessings bathe the arid heart
Fortified from our wanton fears
Strength in the translucent art
Let slip your love in even glow
Beaconed light upon your face
Fill this, the only world I know
With the countenance of your grace
commonsensiblyspeaking 
💗 Wow! This is what I’m talking about the ‘playing with words’ thing, Brad.
Thank you, Matt! I appreciate your kind words and all your support!
Anytime, sir 😄
this is magic
(Blushing) 😊 Thank you, Beth!
After a long time going through your posts. It’s like opening a wonderful book. Don’t get overwhelmed if you find too many comments Brad 😊. And I started with a brilliant one..
Vinayak, I have missed your presence, my friend. Comment and read away. I always appreciate your attention, support, and insights. I miss reading your art! Take care!
Sure Brad 😊
P.S. Make sure you read “Maiden Voyage”. I know how much you enjoy historical reference.
Such an enchanting poetry! ❣️🤗😘😘💕
Thank you, Shreya! ❤😘😘😘
You certainly have a way with words, my dear. And just when I think you couldn’t possibly enchant me anymore, you ALWAYS get me with those endings. You end a poem so masterfully. How are you not famous? This is so magical! 🤩💖
I am famous! The admiration of one beautiful woman should be enough fame for any man ❤ Thank you for your words. For me the ending is everything. My favorites of my own writings are always the ones where they hit you like a hammer in the end. Sometimes it is a twist of emotion, an unexpected perspective or result, or as simple as beautiful words the bring a saga to close. The last stanza, sometimes the last lines are what stick in the reader’s head and is remembered. The best poems start with the last two lines! Love you back big time 💕🥰
Aww. 😍😍 You are far too kind. But I absolutely adore you! I agree, endings are everything. They can make or break a poem and you have a special talent for incredible endings. I always look forward to reading your work. It’s how I start my mornings now! ❤😍🤗
After coffee I assume…😁😀 You know me, I am all about happy endings
No. I read it before or while I am making coffee. I usually comment after a few sips. In case you haven’t caught on. I’m not the liveliest first thing in the morning. 🤣🤣 Who doesn’t enjoy a happy ending?
No, I got that. 😁😀 Always a solid plan.
Very beautiful! And what an ending to such strong verses, rather melancholic tone but very engaging. Great work my friend. All the best and stay safe
Thank you, my dear friend. Mantenerse fuerte España!
You are welcome dear friend and muchas gracias! Igual a vosotros!
Masterpiece !! A literary gem from you , Brad.
Too sweet, Yassy. Thank you!
“isle of wave-kissed sands”. I want to go to there!
another beauty, Brad!
Thanks Jim! Weren’t you just there a month ago? 🏝🌴🌊
but that was “work” 🙂
Such beautiful words intricately webbed. Loved reading it.
Thank you, Rajaneesh! I am so glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading and commenting!
Oh, Brad. This is so unbelievable.
“Wash away the shed salient tears
As blessings bathe the arid heart
Fortified from our wanton fears
Strength in the translucent art”
My heart wants to stay in your verses. Here you are the poet of the art.
Sending you lots of hugs.
Hugging you back, my poetess! I am tickled to know you enjoyed it. You are forever a muse and mentor!
My pleasure Brad. I like to be a muse. You are so wonderful. Thank you. I really liked the piece.
🤗💕