Equinox

 

no stars

to guide the storm

black water floods

black earth

indifferently

 

sky swollen with rain

lowers

instead of stars

raindrops

streak the darkness

 

after weeks and weeks

of drought

rain falls and falls

and when it stops

the earthโ€™s bones are still dry

 

trees hiss

in the oceanโ€™s wind

tossing spray of golden leaves

the night meadow

glistens

 

night falls

full of cloud

will the owls

sing me to sleep

beneath this restless sky?

 

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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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