50 Word Stories – Another Day Won
The sun broke over a winter’s morning like crashing waves a cold, dark shore. It was more than a change of perspective, more than light versus night, rather, a reversal of fortunes, a gauntlet run and won. All it took was everything, and everything’s what it gave. Another day won.
The sound of nothing
That waking moment between
Where day and night kiss
Darkness held sway over the world, a cold an unyielding grip of frozen streams and frosted bluebells. Nothing stirred. Nothing breathed. Nothing!
Darkness smiled a perfect cosmic smile of dead stars and tumbling debris, an unseen epitaph to everything that wished to try.
Then, the dawn came. With it, hope.
50 Word Stories: These Golden Dawns
Something about a winter sunrise stirred my soul, coated it in liquid gold, a protective cocoon that only angels enjoyed. Everyone got the summer dawns but not the winter. Timing was everything. Solitude essential. One had to just get up and relish them. And I have. And I will again.
Promise of Days to Come
In distant blush
Warmth and living
Firesides relived
Promise of days to come
Dripping from my eyes
Disposing of dreams
Like ghosts of the dawn
Sleepy blackbird risen late
Chirps at lazy cockerel
A dog barks begone
Will nobody wake me
