golden glow fills the sky
the world holds its breath tight
it is not day nor night
we wait the word
is it the end or start?
in the transition zone
do we face it alone?
the sky ignores
time now seems to stand still
soon the story is told
and the future unfold
for now we wait
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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. This week was a specific form and Colleen chose the Abhanga. I will let you go to her page for what this form is about ;) And, yes, I do not tell you if I am experiencing sunset or sunrise…
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Trent, this Abhanga sequence is excellent and goes so well with your inspiration photo. I love how the end can be a beginning and the parallel between dawn and dusk. This is stunning! <3
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Thanks, Colleen! Glad you enjoyed it. As usual, I have an sense of direction, but it can’t come out until I chose a photo, and then the photo tells me what to write.
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I love when that happens!
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That is how I write most of my poems for the challenges…
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I like the visual inspiration too. ;-)
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A moment when the world stops and that time is only yours!
Thanks for such peaceful verses
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And that in-between time can be so special… Thanks.
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A wonderful poem Trent,, 💖
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Thanks!
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Beautiful, I love this peaceful moment of the day.
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Thanks. Sometimes that little time when everything seems to be holding its breath is the best time..
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The cycle of life? “For now we wait” – beautiful ending, Trent.
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The circle of life was part of my thought process – seen from the pov of someone about to die wondering what, if anything, is beyond.
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It’s a wonderful poem, Trent.
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Thanks
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It is in the pause that we find wonder and peace. Beautiful poem, Trent! :-)
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Those in-between times.. Thanks.
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A beautiful poem and a stunning picture. I would guess at sunrise because of the stillness.
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Thanks. As to photo, though not poem, it was taken at sunset. I’m not sure if it is the sea-damp air, but it seems that sunsets on Cape Cod are always gorgeous.
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I was surprised that it is so empty. I’d have expected boats and people in the evening, but not so much early morning.
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This is a busy river during the day, often with a stream of traffic going both directions, but it all seems to go away by sunset – I guess people want to be in before it is dark.
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lovely for the wonderful sense of “pause” — those moments of neither this/that – just caught in the web/net of breath in/out …. it’s really a tremendous sense, most especially at dawn/dusk … the in-between, where things aren’t quite solidified just yet …. holds possibilities, in all directions …. great “suspended animation” Trent!
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Thanks. Sometimes those little pauses in life, the in-between times where Schrodinger’s cat is forever both dead and alive, that are the best.
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😂😂😂 @ the cat in the box reference!
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As soon as that popped into my mind, I had to use it! lol
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This is beautiful Trent 💜
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Thanks, Willow :)
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Beautiful!
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Thanks!
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Well done! I recognize that moment. All is still…then it begins. ;-)
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Thanks! There is that moment on both sides of the day, and that metaphorical moment at various intervals.
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End/Beginning? … The eternal circle of life … love this, Trent 💕🙂
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Thanks :)
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great ❤️❤️
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Thanks!
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“For now we wait” A beginning looks some times like the end.
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Sometimes it is hard for us to tell the dawn from the dusk, they can look so alike. And an end can so easily be a beginning…
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Yes, exactly.
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I like this, Trent. I’ve never written anything in that form.
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Thanks, Sandra. This is my first try.
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