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Topic: Light and Dark (05/21/09)
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TITLE: Denouement | Previous Challenge Entry
By Emily Gibson
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Waking in darkness to part reluctant
From your warm side,
Leaving behind my soft imprint,
To start the day, I wrap up in robe
To walk the gravel drive.
Our hilltop farm
Lies silent amid fallow fields
Moon shadowing
Broad across my path
Star sparks overhead
Tree lined yard shielding
The house from road.
In ink of early morning
I walk noiseless, winter-weary;
Step out to fetch the paper From the mailbox
Then abruptly startled:
A flashlight bobs
Approaching on the road-
An early walker and his dog
Illuminate my dawn disarray
Like a deer in headlights immobilized:
My ruffled hair, my sleep-lined face Not ready for bright light
Nor relishing January’s endless night.
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Today bright spring sunrise
Waking early to streaming rays
Poured out on quilt and pillow.
I part from your warmth more
Ready for ritual walk.
Dew sparkling below
Rich foliage above
Road stretching empty
For miles east and west
Crossing to the mailbox
I reach for the paper
And glance across the fence to
Witness my neighbor’s cows lined up
Appreciative and nodding,
Tongues licking noses,
Chewing serene cuds,
Riveted by my bold approach.
They stare, then abruptly turn and scatter, tails in the air
When in rumpled robe woolen slipper
Reverie
I spin and twirl
A denouement at dawn
Celebrating my ordinary life
And extraordinary love
Surviving the dark and the light.
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You created some beautiful images in this piece, and I especially liked the following:
"A flashlight bobs
Approaching on the road-
An early walker and his dog
Illuminate my dawn disarray
Like a deer in headlights immobilized:
My ruffled hair, my sleep-lined face Not ready for bright light
Nor relishing January’s endless night."
Nice writing! :)