Sunshine

I was born north 
Where the snow persists 
Where the only daylight comes 
From the glow of the moon 
Where the white desert spreads 
Further than horizon 
And the cold lingers 
Into your every bones

In my polar world 
I’ve lacked your heat 
Your delicate fire 
To my spine 
Comforting warmth 
In my darkness I’ve missed 
Your sweet embrace 
Oh my sunshine!

Warming sun 
Like a lover 
Wrap me tight 
Healing sun 
Comforting my soul 
My troubled mind 

As I rest my frozen bones 
On to the stones you’ve burned 
Whisper that I’m not alone 
Comfort me I’m not broken

You are more to me 
Than just an illusion 
You are 
My liberation

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is amazing. I remember I left a cold Michigan winter in1991. I drove to California to be at Fort ord. After I cross the Nevada mountains. The sun appears. A seventies degree day and a bright sun. Your poem brought back the good memory. Your words are true. After a cold winter. nothing better then the sunshine. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Sasha]

I live in Florida, so we can trade places if you like. :)
This is a great poem with nice imagery.

[Antonio Valentino]

Pssst... you are not alone, and you certainly aren't broken, believe me I know, because I am.

I loved this Claire, but be careful, poems like this could disintergrate the north pole.

It already melted my heart.
Antonio xo

[Tate Morgan]

I truly like this one

[Midnight Mortem]

Oh wow, this is beautiful! I was drawn in by the first stanza (I have a slight addiction to Finland and it made me me think of that), but then I was captivated by the whole thing. The imagery is incredibly powerful and the whole piece just flows beautifully.
MM