Darkness Murmurs

When darkness murmurs deep in dreams least to be remembered soft muffled tones stir knackered eyelids awake.  

Behind Fluttering Curtains

I am awake in darkness, silently reading a letter from you; remembering as much as I can, word for word, for I know I will forget when morning comes. Gradually, the black keystrokes come alive in a deep voice, which I imagine is yours. “Keep pressing in” you encourage, “I’m on the verge of breaking,…

Winter’s Full Moon

I wake in a conundrum to sounds of a tea kettle whistling outside my window and a bright gray light streaming through the crack in the shade; which has me wondering is it day or night? 4:04am, my phone illuminates for a brief moment and I wince at its glow. After registering the hour, my…

Drip Drip Drip

5:44am Tucked deep into darkness and warmth, drip drip drip…lures me nearer the surface, near the light. Yet, with vigor I return to the darker shades of charcoal, ignoring drip drip drip, until it unleashes echos in my head and springs me awake and annoyed. via Daily Prompt: Vigor

Bridging Memory

Though it’s only been one of two nights here, I have forgotten where I am. My eyes squint awake trying to make out objects in the darkness, where only a slit of light occupies the space. My body has registered awake, as my mind toggles in between dream and reality. Softness and warmth sandwich me, luring…

Awake by Wonder

I know it’s early, when I awake. How early is the question. Reaching through the darkness, I find my phone to check the time; 4:50 am. I look to the window, where stars stare at me from high above, twinkling in the charcoal sky. Why am I up? is all I could ask myself. Though,…

Alarm Clock Voices: Four

The Zac Brown Band’s voice gradually invades my dream and brings me back to reality. “But I’m stuck in colder weather. Maybe tomorrow will be better. Can I call you then? She said you’re ramblin’ man. You ain’t ever gonna change. You got a gypsy soul to blame. And you were born for leavin’.” Here…

Alarm Clock Voices: Two

“I found it!” A little girl’s voice shouts from beyond my walls. I have been pulled from my deep sleep into the presence of reality; from my dream of familiar faces and old feelings. I continue to hear her muffles in the library very intrigued by something that holds her there; my guess is homework…

Sunrise

There is so much of God’s creation that I marvel at, but I’d have to say that sunrise is my favorite, with burst of bright alive colors and a sense of giddy energy. A very close second is sunset. After searching through my pictures for a good sunset photo, I found I had more sunrise…

I Don’t Wanna

Sounds of a xylophone plays in my dream until I realize it’s my alarm. Slightly alert to my surroundings, my mind searches for recognition of the day of the week I am waking in. I roll over, reach for my phone, as one squinty eye looks at the time. I know I should get up,…

Afternoon Snooze

Tick-tock, the clock paces the heartbeat, as you wrestle the newspaper with reflexes, slowly succumbing to watch darkness behind your eye lids. The sound of paper fights like a sleepy child, until silence is heard. A steady breath flows out of you; chest rising and deflating. Tight lips begin to sag, mouth opens, a sigh…