Somewhere in the dark

This evening I was offered a challenge by ‘Daily Inkling’ to write a poem to the prompt of ‘distant voices’.


Somewhere in the dark a dream is waiting,

In the withheld breath and twig-snap of the trees,

To the rhythm of a wild heart palpitating,

Murmuring the language of the breeze.

In the rustle of the dry leaves on the oak boughs,

In the drip of raindrops onto thirsty earth,

The same sad voice, I hear it when the wind soughs,

When it seems so long to wait for spring to birth.

Somewhere in the dark a life’s unfolding,

To the music of rain water in the stream,

Cascading all the colours my hands holding,

Painting wind-words on the canvas of a dream.



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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.

8 thoughts on “Somewhere in the dark”

  1. Very, very cool, Jane. I truly appreciate you taking the time to compose such an excellent piece for our Daily Inklings! It’s a wonderful poem, and I’m glad I discovered your work. Hopefully you’ll take inspiration in future prompts as well — we post a new one everyday. Anyway, nice to meet you, and we’ll be following along! 🙂

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