Shine On

frosty sunflower


Shine on, little one,

though your petals crack 

with cold and icy 

shivers lick hungry

at your tender throat.


Shine on when Arctic

winds whisper white lies,

slanderous icebergs

distorting your image,

warping your purpose.


Shine on when frosty

tentacles deaden

pulse, sluggish sap-drips

creeping in dead-end

veins, maze of the damned.


Shine on despite cold

that hounds, ferocious

predator alert 

for signs of weakness,

patient for the kill.


For your name is Light.

Your breath blooms as warm 

sunbeams. You were born

to spin straw into

gold; so shine, shine on.







15 comments on “Shine On

  1. Heidi Viars says:

    LOVE the boldness of this poem … spoken with the power of the Light!

  2. RoSy says:

    That’s about how I look like & feel right now with this weather – LOL

  3. This is really sweet and I love the photo with it.

  4. Lyle Krahn says:

    That’s really good … but you do know the coldest part of winter is behind us?

  5. Mirada says:

    Shine on, Indeed!

  6. Gallivanta says:

    And I think you have just spun straw in to gold 🙂 Shine on, indeed.

  7. Teresa says:

    Love this and the hint of Spring I feel between the lines!

  8. Pam says:

    “for your name is light”…hope, indeed!

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