
The darkest hour of dawn and its hum, November clouds drifting
ever so slowly despite everything that surrounds; can I wake and
keep my dreams with me?
As darkness surrenders, every colour, every shade changes from
sable to a vibrancy; there are days when I wonder about the way
the universe runs, would we be the same if limbs impassioned
lost their magic, if they felt otherwise? The lake-side air is pungent
with the fragrance of jasmine, its surface as smooth as glass –
radiating ripples which, if one is lucky, are caught by twilight; can
you hear the gulls overhead?
What I can do, you can do, you don’t see it yet but believe me when
I say it’s true; we need only have conviction, the heart understands
truths dark, unintelligible—there is nothing behind the wall except
a space where the wind whistles.
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I’ve often thought that myself, Sanaa, ‘can I wake and keep my dreams with me?’ But then, if I did, I might miss the dawn, when ‘every colour, every shade changes from sable to a vibrancy’ – so beautiful. I love the appeal to the senses in this piece, for example the lake-side air ‘pungent with the fragrance of jasmine’.
Thank you so much, my dearest Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Love the thought of bringing the dreams along into daylight… maybe we can if just do our best. It does help with jasmine and a wonderful lake.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Good visual on the sable of the darkest part of dawn shifting to vibrant color.
Thank you so much, Lisa 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Lovely, Sanaa. 💙 So full of sensory impressions.This definitely was “a little dash of sunny.”
Last night I was dreaming poetry, and I knew I was dreaming and trying to remember the poems. 😀
I absolutely relate! Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
(and thank you for the glorious prompt) 🌹
This is absolutely beautiful! The scene you set is wondrous. As we slip into darkness, would that all our dreams be so beautifully wrought.
Thank you so much, Lillian 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Wow, a delicious piece of pose, that enchants as it rocks the prompt. Lately I’ve been dreaming that I’m back in the Navy, gone to prison, or back at the office. I get a glimpse of them as I awaken, glad to shake them off and greet the new day.
Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
What lovely thoughts and words you have strung together like the finest pearls.
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
This is absolutely lovely Saana. Especially the ending.
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I could close my eyes and smell the jasmine, open them and see the mirror surface of the lake. Thanks for taking me into your dreams!b
Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Dreams are like that perfect deserters. They remain behind sometimes to cath up with us once more
Happy Monday Sanaa
Much💗love
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Gillena 💄❤️
Much love …
Truly beautiful, Sanaa, and I love the ending.
Thank you so much, Eugenia 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
This is beautiful, elegant, and huge in scale. Really liked this piece Sanaa. You took me from a dream into the universe.
Thank you so much, Rob 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Lovely. But, I think I want my dreams to stay in the night so that I continue to look forward to the dreams that come.
Thank you so much, Debi 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Lovely images in this prose. I love the thought of darkness surrendering.
Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
A lovely sensual piece about those liminal places – the lake-shore – and times – dusk, dawn – and the need for courage when things are uncertain. ‘Sable’ is a wonderful adjective for night. Delicious Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Peter 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
The whole thing floats, suspended in timelessness. Lovely.
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Fantastic response, Sanaa!
‘As darkness surrenders, every colour, every shade changes from
sable to a vibrancy’
You have really brought the night alive with beauty. There are ways to find happiness in darkness.
Thank you so much, Ingrid 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Your words are mystical and graceful, like your image, I did have a sense of floating through in a dream state. Lovely piece!
Thank you so much, Tricia 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
This is a lovely prose poem hanging between sleeping and waking when the dreams still linger.
Thank you so much, Jane 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Sensual and fanciful. Oh to think what those dreams are up to!
Thank you so much, Misky 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
There are some dreams it would be lovely to take along with you.
The sensual ones can’t miss. Love this beauty, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️