The spirit of the night

Since the oracle was in her familiar apocalyptic mode yesterday, I gave the fridge magnets another outing, and got these two poems from two different sets of words, which I think should be read as one poem.


A thousand shadows rose,Screen Shot 2017-04-09 at 15.52.08

when the sun was sleeping,

sky of bitter blue cooled,

a summer’s dream.


Water shot with light plays

on the raw skin of the sea,

wind whispers music in the rain.


Bright moon shinesScreen Shot 2017-04-09 at 15.43.07,

dark earth breathes,

soft shade grows,

blue lake murmurs,

wild rose blooms,

spring boughs rustle

with the spirit of the night.

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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.

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