Light of Joy

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

In the streetlight, there is joy.

In the streetlight, there is snow.

I feel it on my face

I taste it on my tongue

I smell it on the air


In the dark, it is bare.

There is absence in the void,

There is sensationless in my skin,

There is staleness in the air,


In the streetlight, there is joy.

I dance on the powder

I swing on the lamppost

I shout on the air


In the dark, it is stillborn.

It is silent,

It is funereal,

It is lamentable,


The dark hides many secrets.

Dark secrets,

Taboo secrets,



but in the streetlight, there is joy

Submitted: December 17, 2020

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I think this is a poem that says way more than it does on first read. There is the snow, white, light, but there are a lot of shadows and darkness too. Great expression to show the contrasts.

Fri, December 18th, 2020 6:39pm


Thank you, Hully!
They are two different worlds, but they live as one at times.

Mon, December 21st, 2020 4:53pm

Keke Serene

A lot of excellent contrast and imagery here, JB. I enjoyed this. I wonder what its like when the sun comes up.

Fri, December 25th, 2020 9:54pm


Thank you, sweetheart.
It's a lot less moodier, that's for sure! lol And warmer. :)

Fri, January 1st, 2021 8:33pm

Salma Said

I really like the feeling that comes out of this poem. A beautiful piece as always! :)

Fri, January 8th, 2021 1:55pm


Thank you, sweetheart! :)

Thu, January 14th, 2021 5:52pm


Wow, I am intrigued and impressed. Completely lost myself in your words!

Fri, September 23rd, 2022 5:32pm


Thank you! It makes me shudder to think that in a couple months, that cover pic will become a reality again. I'll have to love up all of autumn I can get while it's here! :D

Fri, September 23rd, 2022 6:17pm

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