Unto The Night

Just practicing. ; )

A harbinger an omen
and ache within my bones
foreboding's icy fingers
have reached into my tomb.

I watch the sky for signs
of what today might bring
day's end it is the darkness
that greets me with its sting.

Blood flows into the vastness
a pounding in my head
life coursing to the fates
their scissors cut the thread.

And still I stand in limbo
my soul a pulsing light
a stark and bleak refusal
to submit unto the night.

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

I am glad I came across this in the feed. One of my favourites of yours. It is a strong, feisty poem.

[icelandicblue]

Why thank you very much!

[TL Boehm]

yes mam. don't go down without a fight. refuse refuse refuse. Love this.

[icelandicblue]

I am a fighter at heart. Something I suspect we have in common.

[Vidya Bacchus]

It is a day to day battle to choose to be a good person and not choose to go into the dark.Excellent poetry my dear :)

[icelandicblue]

Thank you for reading and commenting Vidya.

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome :)

[redflutterby]

That last stanza speaks loudly to me. Its is the nature if us all...to refuse to give in to the darkness. Amazing write Anne.

[icelandicblue]

Thanks so much for reading red.

[Pryde Foltz]

And still I stand in limbo
my soul a pulsing light
a stark and bleak refusal
to submit unto the night.

Sometimes that is all we have. You practise like most play. Great write, Icy blue.

[icelandicblue]

Thank you Pryde, I appreciate that.

[s y e]

Woah Anne, this is dark and oh so deep. You have blown me right out the window with this one. I loved the wording, it was so strong and the imagery, now that, blew me away.

I adored this one, this is so beautifully written. I adore you writes.

[icelandicblue]

Thank you Noodle for gracing my darkness with a ray of sunshine.

[emmajoy]

A tense, dark poem yet with an insight of 'maybe'. Guess we have to really need to make for the light to escape the night; to that end, we're each our own puppet master. So wish you a calm journey into .. wherever your incredible thoughts want you to make for.

[icelandicblue]

I can be both dark and tense I think. Thank you so much Emma Joy and I agree we are our own puppet masters and we must always carry a light with us because you just never know. Thanks again.

[emmajoy]

My goodness, an instant and very welcome response. Hope i didn't/don't read as a nelly-know-all - your words struck a chord tho so i typed an instant reaction. :)

[Blue]

Wow. The imagery is brilliant. Omen. Tomb. Limbo.

The poem is cleverly worded there's no useless word. Everything contributes to the overall beauty. I'm amazed at your word play, Ice.

[icelandicblue]

Thank you Arzel for such kind words.

[Rita L. Sev]

Echoes of "Do not go gentle into that goodnight" come to mind. Excellent flow here, a poem that takes the reader right up to night's threshold as well... I like the strong ending too - power through until daybreak...

[icelandicblue]

Thanks so much Rita. I'm happy you enjoyed the poem. ; )

[Ruth]

Nightfall always suffocates me, this is well expressed here, the soul still shining, needing the light, beautiful! x

[icelandicblue]

It most definitely has a cloying effect doesn't it? Thanks so much Poppy.