here is night.
darkness thrives
a subtle shift
dim gray Lights the skies
shining now through Cloud, mist, haze
Piercing rays
Bright and Loud
Heat And Light Are Out To Play
This Is Day!
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Quick Note: I wrote another version of this poem under the same title. It was simplified, which let me think it through, but the moment it was published I wanted more to it. I’m leaving both up, though, because each has value in its own way!
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Abigail Penhallegon
I'm an aspiring novelist. I've started many stories and just recently become more confident in my abilities due to the encouragement of great friends and teachers. I'd like to spread joy through my writing, so prepare for happy endings. :)
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Final Call
She flings her arms around my neck and squeezes me like she’s never going to let me go. My head spins as her lips brush against my cheek. She must be able to feel my heart thumping in my chest. I shuffle backwards and ram my hands into my coat pockets, watching her reach down and heave the rucksack across her shoulders.
By Caroline Craven3 days ago in Fiction
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After reading the shorter version first, I like how this one has added detail, and the transitions between day and night are played out more. Nice👏
Well done Abigail.,
Very nicely done!
Ouu, I love the transitions on this. This is so satisfying to read both ways; it is so visually evocative! Beautiful!