(Feeling) Depression

It all starts with feeling a little
blue. Shades of sky, cobalt, and
navy seep into my mind
like ocean waves.

The waves come to wash over
adversity, rejection, or loss.
Left to flow unchecked, the waves
grow larger, swamping the
happy times until

depression turns grey,
roiling like a stormy sea.

Buried deep, joy
reaches for the surface,
its fuchsia light flickering.

Depression loves its blues and
grey, even as joy fans its
fuchsia flame to
light the darkness

© Hilary Clark ~ November 11, 2020

My poems are inspired by my art.  See the piece that inspired this poem here.

(Feeling) Enlightened

Traveling through time and
space, certain the world
as I see it is real, I
miss signposts along the
way leading to
Enlightenment.

Perceived reality in the
quest for enlightenment
isn’t about doing or
having or being
better than someone
else.

It’s not about
doing or
being or
having
at all.

Feeling enlightened just is.

Feeling enlightened is a
moment,
a feeling,
a spark of light.
Knowledge I’m not looking for
but know when I find it.

 

© Hilary Clark ~ August 31, 2020

 

My poems are inspired by my art.  See the piece that inspired this poem here.

Fish Tails

Off the coast of
Florida, my son chased
marlin, tuna, and grouper
like he was born with a
rod in his hand.  The cooler
filled with his victories.  The
sun rose, crested, and waned.

A bite!

The line screams off the
reel.  Digging in, one
hard crank.  Another.
The line runs.  He reels harder.
Water churns, a battle on the
food chain.

The line goes slack.

He’s lost.  Reeling in the
lure, he learns – not a loss.
A shared victory.  Two thirds of a
tuna for him, the fish
tail to a shark.

 

© Hilary Clark ~ August 5, 2020

 

My poems are inspired by my art.  See the piece that inspired this poem here.