Black silk and white morning

Painting by Max Jensen


Only the blackest of silk will do
To wrap my sorrow in,
To line a wooden casket,
So none of it escapes.
I set it in the water,
Balanced on a wave tip,
Tide enfolds it in compassion,
Guides it gently over rock and reef.
I watch the box of sadness,
Slip into the darkness
That fills the sleeping world,
Beyond the wave-nipped horizon.
When the long watches of the night
Are over and the light of day returns,
The ink-dark sea is empty,
But the sky is all aflutter
With white gull wings,
Colour of morning, sea foam splendid,
Bearing hope out of the east.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

10 thoughts on “Black silk and white morning”

  1. Reblogged this on Deuxiemepeau- Picturing Poetry by D. B. Donnelly and commented:
    Last week I was reblogged twice and thrilled at the new readers this brought along and the new connections I have since made and the new words this has lead me to read. So I have decided that today is Sharing Sunday and I am beginning with Jane Dougherty Writes as I have been following her beautiful words for a long time now and want to share them with you too…

      1. I’m very excited that you’re my first reblog too but over the years I’ve always fallen back to your words- thanks for sharing them with us

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