Play of the light

I walk rough

Roads underneath

Chill, bleak skies

The waves churn

In ways I find soothing

Their roar

Speaks my language

Salted breath

Like tears mailed

As sentiments

And how your smile

Resembles the play of

The remaining light

In these broken

Beautiful moments

I lean into the wind

Pull the thought of you

Close and how we

Keep one another warm


Published by MBBlissett

Writer. Working on book-length projects and posting fiction and poetry here. You can find more about me here: Represented by SMART Talent Agency ( I am available for writing projects via my agent, Kelly and I look forward to hearing from you.

3 thoughts on “Play of the light

  1. Yet another poignant offering from your pen. As beautiful as ever, but I wonder if the affect of her smile should in some way embarrass, rather than resemble the remaining light which you’ve told us comes from bleak skies.
    I hope you don’t mind this observation.

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