the drip of dark

the drip of dark

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson
"

on waking this morning

"
lying there
clinging to that
last drip
of dark,
not wanting to move
not wanting to blink.

I nibbled at the
corners of it,
savouring the last
sweet sleep
precious;
delicious.

the selfish light
evil,
lapping at the rest
of it,
forcing me
to wake.



© 2018 Lyn Anderson


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The light always wins the morning, but when evening rolls around the dark returns triumphant and so does sweet sleep (most of the time). It's not only the clinging to sleep for me... at night I stingily let go of the light, even if it's the artificial kind, and fight the sleep I so love in the morning. You have captured this love of the dark and its protection so beautifully.

When you say that you "nibble at the corners of it," I get the image of a cat sitting in the morning light licking the last drops of dark off its paws. Altogether an elegant write that has many more shades of meaning than I can comment on so I'll just say great job, and leave it at that.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

6 Years Ago

I feel especially honoured by this thoughtful review.
I feel like this every morning! Thank you for putting it into beautiful, poetic words. Nice writing, KL

Posted 6 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

6 Years Ago

Thank you for reviewing.
Bright Ocean Star

6 Years Ago

you are welcome..:)
Ohhhh very ominous… it for me says that danger can also be tempting to a mere mortal.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

6 Years Ago

Thanks I appreciate it
Ahhh, that horrible feeling of not wanting to get out of bed. Well done

Posted 6 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

6 Years Ago

Thank you. I share your passion for running and Hobbits, but I am no Olympian.
Oh, yes, I can relate. Those last few minutes of lolling in bed before you simply MUST get up are decadently self indulging, but they are wonderful. Love the line "drip of dark". Very good, KL. Lydi**

Posted 6 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

6 Years Ago

Thank you, I appreciate your always checcking in.
There is a lot of that going around lately, I think my body clock has switched to bear mode, and wants to hibernate. Slept in all this week, in spite of going to bed at a decent hour.
That feeling is well expressed in this poem.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

6 Years Ago

Thanks, as always.
The treasure of lingering sleep cruelly interrupted by light (and kids)!

Posted 6 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

6 Years Ago

The light and the dog always beat the kids to wake me up. Thanks.
MomzillaNC

6 Years Ago

The light will wake me. But, more often, it's my son. The dog stays put and disturbs no one until my.. read more
Excellent. The hypnogogic state can bring such wonders as well as horrors.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

6 Years Ago

Thanks for dropping in. I must pay you a visit.
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I know this all to well.
The edge of sleep can be a frustrating thing to wake up to.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

6 Years Ago

Thanks. I appreciate it.
ron

6 Years Ago

You are most welcome KL.

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Added on February 6, 2015
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