Dawn breaking

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halloween dawn misty

Days spin
in and out of sight;
night falls,
stalls and starts again.

When will the dawn break,
take us out of the dark,
bark with the first deer,
hear the first bird,
word-woven and pink-gold,
folded samite, spread?

Dread of the unknown and unseen,
green-clouded ocean skies,
dies in the sun-touched morningโ€™s early
pearly haze.

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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.

72 thoughts on “Dawn breaking”

  1. So full of beautiful images! I love the flows, too–just like the way the sky changes.

    It’s funny that I had barque and you had bark–and we both had sky seas. ๐Ÿ˜€

  2. This is exquisitely drawn, Jane! I especially love this part; “When will the dawn break, take us out of the dark, bark with the first deer, hear the first bird, word-woven and pink-gold, folded samite, spread?”๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’

      1. It’s one of the differences between August and December. The twilight in the summer is long and soft like the nights and it’s easier to accept that the stars are neither benevolent or malevolent, they’re just there. In winter we have to snatch the daylight and treasure it, and the indifference of nature seems almost physical.
        I’m glad you picked the summer poem out and waved it at me. It’s good to remember that it really did happen ๐Ÿ™‚

      2. They are both so lovely, and leave it to you Jane, to point out the relevance and feel that a little tilt on the axis can bring to our perceptions. ๐Ÿ™‚ I am a summer girl myself mostly.

      3. Me too ๐Ÿ™‚ I can see the beauty in the winter season, but it makes me physically ill and I feel for the birds and animals that don’t have an ‘indoors’, even a chilly one!

  3. ‘When will the dawn break,
    take us out of the dark,’
    How many people must be asking this right now? It cannot come too soon, if you ask me, but I fear it will take some time!

  4. A stunning dawn break, Jane! You made these lines dance with the internal rhyme, the short rhymes and brisk rhythm:
    โ€˜When will the dawn break,
    take us out of the dark,
    bark with the first deer,
    hear the first birdโ€™
    and I love โ€˜word-woven and pink-goldโ€™.

  5. I enjoyed all the wordplay here, especially the hyphenated words and the clever rhymes mentioned above with “early pearly haze.” That moment of dawn is pure magic and deserving of such beautiful verses! ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’–

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