Night’s a silent river,
candle-clocks
are hands
unlocking cabinets.
to all anticipated secrets;
time's a canopy a-quiver.
teardrop leaves
a-falling
and below a
staircase still in-
definite:
night’s an island; dither
just before
it’s dawn.
Dream. Jacek Yerka
Linked to Magpie Tales
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October 4, 2015
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Love this! Really beautiful. x
really like the night’s a river and night’s an island lines. this feels dreamy.
Man, I hope I can come up with something for that awesome picture. You nailed it!
I love the double meanings in the title. It makes me think of being “just” (or righteous) before a quiver of arrows rips into you. Also the ripples of shake-and-quake that rage through the body when it’s aroused or awaiting … hmm, something.
I love this:
“candle-clocks
are hands”
And this:
“night’s an island; dither
just before
it’s dawn”
I love this. 🙂
Thanks for popping by earlier; I just now posted something new; if you get in the mood to come take another peek, I’d love to have you.
Fun play in a-quiver – an arrow quiver, an aquifer.
A rather enchanting rhyme throughout as well.
I would not mind lingering in the night, on its island
this gives all new meaning to waterbed.
I do think night is much like an island sometimes. Your poem gave us some wonderful mental visuals.
Even the tree flowers while similar in workings, have their own expectancy.
night’s an island – what a great line ~
night’s an island – ah that is one island I’d like to visit …I am sure it would be magical..I wonder what secrets are discovered…
What a beautiful, other-worldly description.
Enjoyed this island time…my dreams are often a dither just before the alarm clock rings!
how cool is that – i want to go on a nightly journey like that – very cool painting as well
candle-clocks
are hands
unlocking cabinets.
to all anticipated secrets;
…love those lines…
Simply delightful.
Rosey Pinkerton’s blog
Very beauiful
Just before dawn , so thats why she’s back in the shallows !
Beautiful, Bjorn. I loved this. 🙂
Beautiful, Bjorn.
Beautiful. =)
unlocking cabinets.
to all anticipated secrets;
Your above lines are perfect for Jacek’s surrealism. So much secret are hidden to be unraveled!
Hank
Entertaining and intriguing; well done.
Oh this was dreamy indeed! I almost wrote about the river it was such a rich prompt you nailed it.
Night is a pretty wonderful island–great line. Hope all well, Bjorn. k.
(I was going to send you a link–my Swedish cousin just published a book–but it’s in SWEDISH!!!!)
Please do 🙂
Very pretty, Björn. Admittedly, I got stuck on this one – too much imagery for me! You did a great job, though.
This is lovely. There are lots of little jewels in it to savor. Sweet. 🙂
Your poem is beautiful and I love how you used the “a-” words .. they work perfectly here.
Words escape me. This is masterful! Love it.
Awesome post – words (magical metaphors) and painting (redolent of a serene, yet loaded,, dreamscape). Together they express a feeling of floating from the island of sleep.
Very fairy tale. I could reblog if you like.
I like the way the rhyming words pull it all together…