After the Stillness of the Dark Night

After the stillness of the dark night, the cloudy sky surrenders to the dawn…..

Wait…..something or someone is nudging me….as she says:

“Sweetheart you’re dreaming poetry again…..

something about after the stillness of the dark night

the cloudy sky surrenders….to the dawn…”

As I turn over and we embrace, I mumble,

“Sorry My Love….” and we drift off

to sleep

once again.

Poetry and Image Copyright © 2021 rivers renewed

Note: This is fiction…..sort of.

In the Space Between

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In the space between light and darkness,

as the dawn begins breaking,

there are times we don’t feel the privilege of a new day,

and we still smell the smoke,

or taste the cinder ash

of our dying hearts,

may we always remember

may we hold onto that light

that promises a new day,

always.

      

Note: This is about overcoming sadness.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Dawn in the Forest

Sunlight

 

Micro-fiction

Light exploded into the forest, and Hawk in the Sky woke up with a start. He had been fighting a demon, and was grateful for the intrusion of the dawn. Another face full of fangs, and burning eyes tried to return, until he shook it off and stood up. Nervous, he instinctively checked for his weapons. His horse stood by and snorted, as if to say, “C’mon let’s get going”. He called the spotted one to him, and slipped the bridle over his nose. He spoke softly, running a hand over the horse’s neck. He said how grateful he was to have him, and that none of the other horses had his good instincts for maneuvering during a hunt. It was true, and the horse shook his head in agreement.

The deer loved to eat in the great meadow, at the edge of the forest each morning. He would fight that demon another time, but right now it was time to hunt. He had a family to feed, and his wife would be waiting at their lodge. He rode the spotted one into the light.

Deer at Sunrise

 

 

Writing © Copyright 2014, nicodemasplusthree