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When the darkness comes
invading your days with signs
raven cawing in a warning tongue
red-tailed hawk descending from the pines
smell of lilies fill the lungs
in the shadows darkness walks a fine line
transformation begins with the last beat of a drum
written for dVerse
writing a 44 word quadrille incorporating the words darkness
Author's note: I lost a friend last week...sigh...
"never gone- just transformed"
my heart is heavy....
This is beautiful, True. So sad to lose a friend. I love "never gone - just transformed." That is true. If you are able to access it, I highly recommend you watch 500 Days in the Wild by Diane Whelan, a woman who hiked, cycled, canoed and portaged all across Canada. The scenery is beautiful, the trip was gruelling but she travelled with reverence and she was met along the way with kindness by First Nation families. I have watched it a few times now. It is very moving. Fantastic filming which she did mostly herself, with some help from others along the way, and a drone now and then. Canada's north is so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteVery sorry you lost your friend. Prayers for you and the family.
ReplyDeleteSO sorry for your loss... hope you can fill your dakness with soothing drums.
ReplyDeleteDarkness is a coward, hides its signs then, not in the daylight.
ReplyDeleteI too am sorry for the loss of your friend. Your memories will survive.
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Sorry to hear of your loss. My condolences.
ReplyDeleteKeep love alive
Thank you for dropping by my blog
Much♡love
Love the rhyming here, thrumming along like that drum's last beat.
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Straight from your heart, Truedessa. Perfectly expressed in your sorrow. Shalom.
ReplyDeleteI'm so very sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry that you lost a friend. You will always remember and honor your friend, as you do here with this lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry for your loss, Tru. You honour her memory with such a heartfelt poem. Sending you hugs.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry for your loss of a friend. Well expressed poem.
ReplyDeleteYou capture the sense of the heaviness, the darkness of grief, moving words.
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