Forgotten in Light

Pull back from clouds and air-top beats,

of hearts and allowances – tidy whispers and fragrant wishes.

Leave now rowing, winds warm, waves flat – so moisture permeates –

and dry air drowns.

Pull back sweet lover, push back, tuck head – snuff whispers cold –

tingle hands warm.

Pull back now and all will be forgotten in light.

All will be remembered – shaded dark.


2011 Barry Comer


About Barry Comer

I volunteer as a design and communications consultant with Family Scholar House in Louisville, Kentucky, the Democratic Socialists of America and teach children with emotional and developmental disabilities. I have degrees in art and was an art director for 30 years.
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