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| Night and Her Children, Sleep and Death 1794 |
Ah, she comes for you, be not afraid.
Bathe in her body, ride on her stars.
Let the night take you;
swallow you up in the warmth of her chill.
Anna :o]
Kerry at Real Toads has us writing micro poetry under the theme of Death
and Night. Cheers Kerry!
I really should be in bed right now having worked through the night, but
words kept whizzing around my head and became more important than sleep. And above they are. But I shall go to bed soon after visiting (a few) others – but will visit all across the next few days. Zzzzzzzzzzzzz
Also shared with the good folk at Poets United.
Image: Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons
Artist: Asmus Jacob Carstens (1754 – 1798)
27 comments:
That doesn't sound too bad.
In the warmth of her chill.... like that!!!
Refined and captivating like the moon herself - who could refuse that ride
I like the angle you have chosen... seems a welcome arrival after all.
Amen. There is a greater embrace in the chill.
swallow you up in the
warmth of her chill.
Great lines Anna! Would be most privileged if one could be accepted with all the warmth
Hank
Gosh!!! This is beautifully haunting, Anna :D
As long as she holds my hand it will probably be OK.
Ah! So serene in its macabre scene. :-)
-HA
Your Night is very enticing!
Ah-- this is a lovely embrace of night. Thanks. K.
This gives me shivers in a good kind of way! Yes, death comes for us all,
and I like the idea that it swallows one up in the warmth of its chill.
I like 'the warmth of her chill'. It's true, there's no point in fighting it . . .
that warmth is so very welcome; so full of peace and rest, night or death whatever it may be...love this gem Anna...
Your last line is just delicious, a balm on the senses. It makes me think of someone who is ready, who has lived, who has learned and loved...
Such a beautiful description of night. I love it!
Lovely...and I adored the ending line! Get some rest.....
The warmth of her chill... what a marvelous way to look at the night.
Great lines!
Very interesting read... enjoyed the whole presentation.
ZQ
I like this very much.
No wonder you don't want to sleep! Beautifully written, as always.
Oh, the darkness.. Great write!
Intriguing Anna and your choice of image does justice to this poem, as it resonates the embrace.
Thanks for dropping on to read mine
Much love...
There's nothing to be afraid of, is there?
I'm a night person but I hate the dark.
I sleep with a light on--to see the rats.
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Ceding control to the night...I like it!
A wonderful poem. I would like to share it, if that would be OK with you please?
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