He Asked For Light

He tried to do it right,
And so, he asked for light;
His world, it was a blur –
All he could see was her —

And so they shared a drink,
A moment, just to think:
He asked for light to guide –
And found himself
A bride

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

2 thoughts on “He Asked For Light”

  1. Dear Owen,
    I hope you have been well.
    I think this poem is neat. It took me by surprise at the end.
    Regards,
    Sam.

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