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REBIRTH by Lynn White

 

Rebirth

 by Lynn White


I’m ready for the birth of a new day.

Ready for a pink dawn to rise

and break

full of possibilities,

as the light takes 

over from the dark

and the day is born

again.

And I shall follow the road towards the light,

and leave the dark behind,

again.

But I have found that the dark always follows.

Catches up with me, as if it were the past.

If I hurry, maybe I’ll escape it this time.

Maybe I’ll catch the light

and hold on to it and

not let it break

again.

 

(First published in The Phoenix Soul, Jan 2018)





Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Consequence Journal, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Gyroscope Review, Blue Pepper, Arachne Press and So It Goes. Find her on her blog here, or on Facebook. 


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