Obverse and reverse

The brighter the sun the darker the shadows
night brings the dance of the stars and the hare
dawn silence is broken by the birds
and at noon the meadow swallows the molten sun.

Sleep is where dreams walk
colours glow brighter in memory
happiness is in lost moments.

Through this window the world turns
the business of living and dying
rolls implacably between the suns

while we trace our perverse route across the light
a swathe of darkness in the gold
and the blackened waste grows wider each day.

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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.

13 thoughts on “Obverse and reverse”

    1. One of the paradoxes of living cut off from normal human interaction is that instead of getting more self-absorbed, I look at a much bigger picture than I ever did before.

  1. I think yours, Kerfe’s, and mine are all connected. Different and related messages from the Oracle. Of course, it makes sense that she would see the larger picture, and we would write the various pieces. I think you’re right she needed to get this off her chest.

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