Landscape glistens white
Winter gift-wrapped for one day—
Melting tomorrow
Calendar page turns
Blistering heat dome moves in—
Spring’s ironic script
Thunderstorm descends
Torrential raindrops blossom—
Floodgates spring to close
The life which nothing happens goes the fastest, because it has no landmarks.
Often our bad moments are self-propelled. And the drama is almost exclusively within our heads and hearts.
Katharine Tynan (1859-1931) was an Irish writer, who became well-known for her novels and poetry.
Thunderstorm cuts in
Night plunges into drama—
Rescued at sunrise
Dancing all alone
Searching for tranquil partner—
Sunset’s peace steps in
Scaling mountaintop
Unveiling fresh perspective—
Creator reveals
Encroaching darkness
Day slipping away
Mystery returns
Sunset turning gray
Ocean’s darkened shore
Tide rolling away
Ship pilots alone
Jagged rocky bay
Forest’s darkened sounds
Nature dreams away
Each scary echo
Owl’s nightly buffet
Time waits in darkness
Future turns away
Hourglass still broken
Quiet on Broadway
Street corner’s darkness
Music plays away
Opera’s phantom
Night’s eerie screenplay
Ship sails darkened seas
Wind turns peace away
Distress now gathers
Storm’s narrow causeway
Darkened stories speak
Silence rides away
Headless horseman roams
Midnight’s getaway
Shadows of darkness
Now turning away
Destiny unknown
Sunrise marks new day
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