Matt Mooney

Freshman - 838 Points (1943 / South Galway, Ireland.)

Winter Solstice - Poem by Matt Mooney

The winter solstice
with a single ray
from the rising sun
comes through to us
by clever design
through an opening
in the dark chamber
of a stone age tomb,
filling it with gold
no vault could hold
with such hope for us.

A chink of light
is enough to lead
a soul out of darkness.

Topic(s) of this poem: hope

Form: Narrative

Comments about Winter Solstice by Matt Mooney

  • Analogous To Tower 7: Ameaning (1/28/2016 5:48:00 PM)

    Wonderful subject. Beautiful delivery. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2016

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 28, 2016

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