It’s always darkest before the dawn

Before the cries of dawn
we huddled,
raptor-shadowed
talons planted deeply
by the demigod of darkness
in our battered twilight-souls.

Moon-starved we could
hear his hunger
carving flesh and cartilage
from hapless bones.

Finally the fire-feathered
sky above
wrapped our hearts
in eagle-wings of warmth,
to let us hope
that dusk has died for this.

Chernobog & Belobog @anarh1a Used With Permission

55 words for Kerry at toads sharing the art by Anarh1a.
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July 6, 2019

12 responses to “It’s always darkest before the dawn

  1. This is beyond stunning, Bjorn!! ❤ I love the idea that; “sky above wrapped our hearts in eagle-wings of warmth, to let us hope that dusk has died for this.” 😊

  2. That description of fear and hopelessness was so perfect. It made the moment that the light broke through that much more of a joyous relief.

  3. The sight of those (not quite seen) exposed bones is so stark under that thought of moonlight. Some sounds make us see so much… especially right before the day kisses (or bites) the night.

  4. I know those moments before dawn so well, Björn, and love the way the ‘fire-feathered’ sky crept up on me in this poem. The dark bird imagery is powerful, especially ‘raptor-shadowed talons’, ‘battered twilight-souls’ and ‘moon-starved’ – and then dusk is devoured by the sun!

  5. An remarkable 55-er, Bjorn. You have conveyed so much within the word limit. I especially like how tight the second stanza is, and the finale is excellent. What is not to love about a fire-feathered sky?

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