5 july





end of night

you woke me at the crack of dawn

i crawled from beneath the quilts

to walk the beach in splintered light

you crow back at the seagulls

announcing break of day

we do not stand with feet in clay

but with open hearts and free

escaping from the dark of night

and coming home

collapse into a heap of bones 

grains of sand settling into the sheets beneath us

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  1. Magical Mystical Teacher8 July 2015 at 09:33

    I love that image of collapsing into a heap of bones, and I know what its like to crawl into bed with sand-grit in the sheets---not pleasant! Delightful read!

    Whirling with Marge

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  2. Mary8 July 2015 at 10:29

    I like the stress on the importance of having an open heart & finding a way to escape from the dark night.

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  3. 21 Wits8 July 2015 at 10:54

    Home is always a safe place to land. Lovely lines.

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  4. Sumana Roy8 July 2015 at 10:57

    hey nice to see you @ PU after a long time with such a lovely poem...escaping from the dark night and coming home is always so delightful...

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  5. thotpurge8 July 2015 at 11:00

    Imagining the splintered light...so lovely.

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  6. Sanaa Rizvi8 July 2015 at 11:13

    Quite a powerful piece :)

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  7. river run 4068 July 2015 at 12:05

    yep that last line did it for me it cinched everything gather and gave it meaning, great writing

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  8. Vandana Sharma8 July 2015 at 12:11

    magical and majestic night.

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  9. Kerry O'Connor8 July 2015 at 12:21

    A lovely poem.

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  10. Susan8 July 2015 at 15:16

    Night here is something that is ending and escaped--but also something welcoming when two are together!

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  11. Sherry Blue Sky8 July 2015 at 15:53

    Nothing more beautiful than an early-morning beach walk!

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  12. Purba chakraborty8 July 2015 at 16:02

    A soothing poem. Loved the lines: "we do not stand with feet in clay
    but with open hearts and free" Beautifully penned :)

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  13. Old Egg8 July 2015 at 20:52

    There is something quite satisfying in spending time with nature, the wild animals, birds, trees, and sea. Then that comfortable feeling of returning home and the little reminder of the grains of sand in the sheets. Loved it.

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  14. Susie Clevenger8 July 2015 at 23:57

    Love your ending...beautiful piece

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  15. Rosemary Nissen-Wade9 July 2015 at 00:48

    Beautiful words.

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  16. claireylove9 July 2015 at 02:10

    Love how you've captured the freedom of an early morning beach walk here!

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  17. brudberg9 July 2015 at 03:05

    Maybe there is just the skin that protect us from the heap of bones thing...

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  18. Marian9 July 2015 at 06:23

    I'd like to experience this... soon! I'll take the sand in the sheets and everywhere else.

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  19. Jae Rose9 July 2015 at 08:51

    Despite the sand i feel there is comfort in the relief of being back home - it is so very important...

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  20. Myrna R.9 July 2015 at 13:35

    With open hearts and free...that's the best way to say goodbye to night. I enjoyed reading this. What a lovely little story.

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  21. C.C.9 July 2015 at 15:49

    This is glorious: "we do not stand with feet in clay

    but with open hearts and free"--I love it!

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  22. Gen Giggles 10 July 2015 at 08:43

    Interesting choice of imagery well written.

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  23. hyperCRYPTICal11 July 2015 at 06:12

    lovely write - and the grains of sand the memory!
    Anna :o]

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