Context: My sister and I are walking to our neighbor’s house at 9:30. We are House sitting for them while they’re out of town. As we were walking, this is what popped into my head while I looked at the sky. I then proceeded to say out loud as though I was a character in a dramatic period movie. 😄
It’s the perfect time for a moonlit walk
The stars are out
The air is fresh
The moon is bright
All is calm
All is right
On this moonlit night
I’m alive! I know, I know. It has been like a month. So there are various reasons for this hiatus of mine. The first being that I had a post scheduled to publish, but sadly it didn’t and somehow it got deleted, which frustrated me a little bit. So what was supposed to be a short break turned longer because I got busy with school and then my family and I had a unscheduled trip to Miami due to some not so good circumstances. That was very exhausting so I wasn’t able to get any writing done after that either (other than writing for school). Anyhow, I came up with this poem a couple days ago and finally wrote it down so here is Dusk into Dawn!
Dusk into Dawn
Grey soars through the sky
Teal takes a lower path
Ivory flies alongside pale pink as
Violet encroaches upon the horizon
The light of day fades to night as life falls asleep
As day ends and the little fire lights glimmer into visibility
Some awaken while others sleep
For some, things are just beginning
For others, it’s nearing the end
Although, for all, the next time yellow’s bright light creeps over the horizon
It will be a new beginning
A fresh start
Songs will be heard in the pine and the field
And dew will be found on green blades
The colors of dusk will fade into dawn
And all will begin again
Baby’s first laugh
Kittens first meow.
The world twists and turns, but we never feel it,
Until it hits us, through life’s many twists and turns.
But it’s that moment… That wonderful moment when the sun rises
And you feel a shift in the atmosphere.
And there it is…
Close enough to touch…
And it’s just
Written: March 19, 2016
What a mysterious thing
Sometimes it feels good
Sometimes it doesn’t.
Sometimes for the better
Sometimes for the worse
Oh, how it makes me want to curse!
What a confusing thing
You never know what it will be.
Some wish to control it,
Though they’ll never succeed.
What an obscure thing.
Never to be understood,
Always to be accepted.
Hello everyone! Today I have a poem that I wrote a few days ago called Waldeinsamkeit. I got the idea for this poem from a poem that was written by aberdeen92. You can read her poem here, https://aberdeen92.wordpress.com/2016/05/30/napowrimo-2016-days-17-29/
“The feeling of being alone in the woods.”
I stride beneath the shadows
The last rays of sun
filtering through the leaves above
I lie in the undergrowth
which slowly drift into silence
March 17, 2016
Here I lie, beneath the stars
In front of me,
I watch the starry reflections
as they lap against the sands of today
toward the sands of tomorrow
How I long to be the sands
To be pulled by the deep waters
Someplace far far
Well, that’s all for today! Thanks for reading my poem. I hope you liked it! Also, sorry it has taken me awhile to write, I was at a winter camp the week before last and then I was sick last week.