The Summer Of No Light Poem by James Casey

The Summer Of No Light

This I will remember as the summer of no light
The sun stays hidden, covered by cloudy blight
Dreary, endless days interrupted by torrential rain.
Here, there, everything is dull and bitterly mundane

A white winter followed by a gray, colorless spring
Dull, lackluster flowers do nothing for this aching
I wake and go through tired motions every day
Always in the same bland hue in the same old way

She's always in my memory
She thinks no one is watching
Here, though, everything is quiet
Even the birds have stopped chirping

I yearn for color in my life, a reason to go on
I go through the motions, but everything is gone
Is this drudgery living? , death is all around me
Living? is this life? in the same bland key?

She moves in my memory
She thinks no one is watching
All the colorful shades of her laughter.
Crushing a heart that is now throbbing

I dream in color but live without
Black and white fill my days
How long will I suffer with this blight
This will be the summer of no light


Jim 1985