Nocturnal Truth

 

Only under the guidance of midnight

I can see the words that have been hidden

From the sound barrier.

So try and hide the writing in the stars

I can read the moon’s smile

For the tell tale signs

Then clear up the details by reading brail

With broken fingers to remind me

Of the cost in finding the truth

Inside a black hole…

Soul disregarded

By its own intuition…

Divine intervention

Lost to the subconscious…

A single whisper

Arises with the dawn,

Welcoming a tombstone,

Creating a new breath.

 

 

Reviews

[LisetteCanWrite!]

Embracing that which is darkness in life is the message I received reading this.. I could be wrong.. but that nocturnal call and the plight of darkness that is so much a part of life. Acceptance of death in life.. not fearing the things that restrict so many in everyday life and finding a renewed reason to live. This could also be creative for the story of a werewolf or vampire.. just embracing the call of the darkness.. and of course some people are truly nocturnal in nature. Great job!

[DIVYA]

The spirit of man never breaks in spite of monumental setbacks and he rushes to catch the slightest glimmer of hope, intuition be damned.

I loved this write. Its full of hope and motivation. Thanks...

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Thank you so much... that is what I hoped it would project.

[DIVYA]

You are welcome Dale.

[Frieda P]

Wow, love this one Dale, so happy to have chanced upon it....you need to send me RR's! I could have missed this tender morsel. Embrace the dark, you speak my language aside from the fact that you speak fluent sarcasm as well! Great one!

*braille*

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Thank you very much... that is why I re-feature some older ones, so my newer friends can read them... really glad you liked it.

[Frieda P]

Pleasure was all mine, I assure you. ;-)

[Cherrie Palmer]

you are always smooth and soulful,

[Ashley]

Beautiful. I'm always beyong impressed with your work. It's so sad and beautiful. I always feel the emotion radiant from your writing. Very creative. As always, a god damn masterpiece.

[MagiCrystal]

wait...let me see..
I read you are in a cemetery holding your tears inside your hands.. I could be wrong.. but
this is sad..your broken fingers and heart. I see that you long for someone who left you...! Love the whole poem hands down.. lovely

[closed account]

AHHHHH another one... bravo!!!!! bravo!!!! has the same message of
a poem I read from Shelia,, an amazing write as well!! yes yes yes!!
do away with the past and embrace the future ahead!! wonderfu write..

[LeeLee Ryder]

Dare I use the phrase-nocturnal emissions--- Nocturnal Truth gives off radiate insights about life's journey to find truth & to gracefully accept the cycle of life .. I especially loved the lines: "I can read the moon's smile" 'with broken fingers to remind me of the cost of finding the truth" 'Inside a black hole ... soul disregarded by it's own intuition" "Creating a new breath"
Thanx for sharing this illuminating writ.
LLR ... PS: interesting use of font ...

[cest la vie]

A phrase which comes to mind, "What seems the darkest at night, the new light always arrives"..
Yes, this is a wonderful write filled with a great message of hope.
Another fine write from your writers pen:-)

[Sheila Kline]

It does seem that during the times that seem the darkest, answers only come while reflecting under the midnight moon, but do we ever get all of the answers for which we search - as though we are blind and must read answers in braile, but even then the answers are not always clear so we search on. It takes divine intervention to bring us to that single whisper that arises with the dawn, but even hope of change and answers leads one to a place of new death, and more questions....welcoming a tombstone, creating a new breath.
A deep, philosophical write that I am sure shall be interpreted in many different ways!

[Jenny Nelson]

Definitely something different going on during nighttime, night following day, night of the soul.
"Then clear up the details by reading brail/With broken fingers to remind me/
Of the cost in finding the truth"
Love those lines. They ring so true. Very nice write here.