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The wrap of night...
In the deepening hold of shadows fold
The chase of day has given way
At last we greet the rest of night
To lay upon the time of sleep we meet
Our weft off arms and twine of fingers
Loose their hold on lingering threads
The shreads of fraught thoughts
Set to last rights in the trickle of nightly whispers and their tickle
We give life to the quarry of dreams we seek
And share comfort in the embrace
The kiss of warmth and thought
The presence of the heart
That we find waiting in the wrap of night to wind.
The chase of day has given way
At last we greet the rest of night
To lay upon the time of sleep we meet
Our weft off arms and twine of fingers
Loose their hold on lingering threads
The shreads of fraught thoughts
Set to last rights in the trickle of nightly whispers and their tickle
We give life to the quarry of dreams we seek
And share comfort in the embrace
The kiss of warmth and thought
The presence of the heart
That we find waiting in the wrap of night to wind.
Published 21st Jan 2020
Author's Note
I seem to write an awful lot about the night..
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21st Jan 2020 5:44am
Dear F,
I know what you mean. I seem to write an awful lot about heartache. I think we write what we know until we know something different.
I enjoy the night as it provides an opportunity to reset ones thoughts. I think this poem is positively lovely. I’ve also learned a new word “weft”. Very enjoyable piece. H🌷
I know what you mean. I seem to write an awful lot about heartache. I think we write what we know until we know something different.
I enjoy the night as it provides an opportunity to reset ones thoughts. I think this poem is positively lovely. I’ve also learned a new word “weft”. Very enjoyable piece. H🌷
1st Feb 2020 00:12am
Honoria, I appreciate your kind words.
Hopefully I can work it all out and reset, rebuild into something slightly different before I bore you all.
The night and its dark are always welcome and have a place at the table and upon the page!
Thank you.
Hopefully I can work it all out and reset, rebuild into something slightly different before I bore you all.
The night and its dark are always welcome and have a place at the table and upon the page!
Thank you.
21st Jan 2020 6:08am
The twilight hours are when we’re at our most vulnerable and realest; especially if we’re not tangled up in another and our mind is racing faster than a speeding bullet !
Once dawn breaks, there’s always a new day to embrace... 🌻
Once dawn breaks, there’s always a new day to embrace... 🌻
21st Jan 2020 6:30am
I love the metaphor of the entwined forms being like fibers of cloth, that is such a vivid and lurid description of intimacy. Always enjoy the sibilant rhythm of your writes.
