Misfit sun in a cloudy sky,
Peeping through fleeces of cloud,
Into worldly windows
of glass hearts.
Shafts of orange light,
Like a wound in the clouds.
Misfit sun on a cloudy day,
A distant moon
tumbles,
Onto the horizon,
To dethrone the day,
Instill the night.
Seal the sun into a nightly cage,
The glass hearted clowns arise,
Clowns to make a joke,
Of all that is human,
But know this clowns,
The sun also rises.
/ Every misfit has his crowd, and the clowns don't matter anymore/
Once the night was a terrifying time of fear and danger. Now we fear little...to our great disadvantage.
ReplyDeletei think at times it's not easy to face night - always depending on how we feel, the night seems to make dark things even darker - though there's beauty as well
ReplyDeleteNight can be the relief from those cloudy days of misfits sun.. Maybe the moon ca bring relief.
ReplyDeletethere is always another side...
ReplyDeleteand those that laugh and make fun, are often afraid
and trying to deal with their own emotions...
Yes the sun dies always rise..we must catch it whilst we can
ReplyDeleteloved the opening line and use of it... hope it can take center stage though
ReplyDeleteSometimes there is a lot about humanity that would inspire the laughter of clowns, but the laughter cannot stop the sun from rising.
ReplyDeleteIn the dead of winter, the sun sometimes feels like it is a misfit indeed.
ReplyDeleteTo dethrone the day,
ReplyDeleteInstill the night.
Seal the sun into a nightly cage...
Beautiful wording. Your descriptive writing is very effective.
It may be a nightly show, this chase between an early moon to cage a misfit sun. I could watch it again and again. Nice!
ReplyDeleteI like the allusion to "windows of glass hearts" and "glass hearted clowns"......love the moon dethroning the day. And the hope and strength in the closing lines.
ReplyDeleteAnother excellent piece!!
ReplyDeleteZQ
Strong stuff here...I like this..
ReplyDelete'But know this clowns,
The sun also rises.'
And we can take strength from that.
Donna@LivingFromHappiness
I love the imagery of the moon dethroning the day! Beautiful. Welcome to the Sunday Whirl :-)
ReplyDeleteAgree with C.C love image with the moon.
ReplyDeletePerhaps because it always rises, we shouldn't take it for granted, but be far more immediately grateful when it lights our fleeting moments.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
I love how you have labelled the mighty sun as misfit and from there own drawn a parallels with the misfits of the world...where the clowns are having a day(night) like they say every '---' has a day. Smiles
ReplyDeletethat's exactly what i was trying to capture
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ReplyDeleteLoved the 'Misfit sun in a cloudy sky' and 'glass hearted clowns' as opposition....but this is a balance in the world between dark and light, and sure, sun will rise again. ~ Very refreshing use of words.
ReplyDeleteGreat use of Hemingway for inspiration.
ReplyDeleteThere have been many days of late that the sun has seemingly disappeared, and yet it is ever present. The moon may laugh that night, only to find that under the same clear sky the sun will make a great appearance come morning….who's laughing now?
ReplyDelete"Into worldly windows of glass hearts." luv this
ReplyDeleteHave a nice Tuesday
much love...
…to dethrone the day.
ReplyDeleteWhat comes around goes around.
"Seal the sun into a nightly cage"....Wow...what an amazing line amongst so many. Great wring Suyash! :-)
ReplyDeleteWe do, indeed, each have a crowd. We simply decide whether or not we'll be a part ofit.
ReplyDeleteperfect.
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