Tag: Night

Glimpses of All Hallows Night 

On the last night
Of summer time
The stars are out in force
Shining bright

In the dark sky
Of all hallows
Restless souls watch
Another year passing by

In a house festooned
With ghosts and ghouls
The witch sheds blood
Offering thanks to the moon

On this liminal night
As the veil thins
The other realm nears
Bringing departed ones in sight

Hear what they say
Voices from the other side
Living in fear of death
You’ll regret not living fully one day

©RedCat

Image credits:

Image 1: Photo by Jake Weirick on Unsplash
Image 2: Photo by Andy Holmes on Unsplash

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Onyx darkness (2019 Re-post)

Nyx Goddess of Night

Leave any light on the endless shelves
Speak the pass phrase
Only those with flawless elocution
A mind open to betwixt and between
Shall pass the warden
Go through the Nyx-door
Plunge into onyx darkness
Within are nights that never die
Without the world spins on
Here only esthesis will guide you
Stay as long as it pleases thee.

©REDCAT

Re-post comment:

Body and mind buzzing with the joy of dance class, I felt this to be a good way to get back to Wandering the Archives Wednesday that I’ve missed for a few weeks.

Enjoy!

Written for Get Listed! with a Mystery Guest at toads.
Really fun, and much harder to than one word prompts.

Both club images by Antoine J. on Unsplash



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Daily Haibun, August 24th – Sleepy

The bed is calling me to sleep. Even though my mind wants to writing keep. But the hours of the day is stacking up. And so does the silly errors. So I better be off to bed.

I the silent night

To swoop and call with the bats

Vivid dreams take flight

©RedCat

Read other Haibun’s written for the monthly dVerse prompt by me here.

Read other Daily Haibun’s here.

Image credits:

First photo: Photo by Josh McLove on Unsplash
Second image: Photo by Kate Stone Matheson on Unsplash
Third image: Photo by Vikram Nair on Unsplash

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Daily Haibun, August Song (August 5th)

Outside is a cacophony of play. The sound of late summer nights. Insects playing their song.

For some reason it makes me feel a bit melancholic. Like I’m mourning a season not yet gone.

Maybe it’s just fear of the unknown. Trepidation at throwing myself into a new life situation.

There’s also tender hope, the seasons will turn, and I’ll begin to learn. Taking the first steps on a new journey. Sowing the seeds of coming adventures. Part of me can’t wait.

As seasons turn, we

grow and learn, sowing mind seeds

that will sprout next spring.

© RedCat

Read other Haibun’s written for the monthly dVerse prompt by me here.

Read other Daily Haibun’s here.

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Bedtime stories

What kind of stories do you want to be told?

Of magical creatures and knights of old

Or modern heroes with ingenious gadgets

Maybe of vampires that sleep with maggots

Whatevers your taste

Take your time, bedtime is not for haste

Sleep well my sweet

Mother will watch keep

© RedCat
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Friendship – Hay(na)ku (2020 Re-post)

Photo by P C on Pexels.com

Awake
Not asleep
Company you keep

Talk
Worry sharing
Hand hold caring

Steadfast
Strong pillar
Repels depressive killer

Forthright
Honest, straight
Restoring lost faith

Accepting
Big, small
Trauma scarred all

Trust
Freely given
True heart living

Friendship
Fortifying presence
Find my essence

Strength
Along way
Even when astray

Safe
To be
Realize all me

© REDCAT
Photo by Bakr Magrabi on Pexels.com

Re-post comment:

Another Hay(na)ku for this week’s Wandering the Archives Wednesday.

Enjoy!

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Midsummer Poppies (2020 Re-post)

© RedCat

When dusk is night long
Lasting until dawn
Poppies vibrant song
Siren fey dreams spawn

Thrumming in the veins
Passion’s deep well
Growing like the grains
By hypnotic smell

Hear Midsummer’s call
Wonders fill your heart
Feel the fire of Sol
Drink her heedy quart

Frolic and feel joy
Bathe in love’s red lust
Freedom life buoy
By starlight souls trust

Bask in Everglow
Caressed by the breeze
Rest content below
Midsummer poppies

© REDCAT
© RedCat

Re-post comment:

Midsummer is drawing nearer each day. So it felt fitting to share this poem for tonight’s Wandering the Archives Wednesday.

Nights are magical right now. The light is otherworldly. Flowers shine with their own light and lend a seducing perfume to the air.

Read more about the Goddess Sól (Norse Mythology) on Wikipedia.

Photo by Freddie Ramm on Pexels.com

Also linking to Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge at Go Dog Go Café.

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Daily Haibun, June 13th – Heartwarming

Yesterday evening after the rain had seized and the skies cleared. I took an evening walk. Everything was still wet and dripping and low lying areas were filled with a foggy haze.
Suddenly I heard music playing loud and coming nearer, happy voices. It turned out to be high school students celebrating graduation.
I found myself smiling happily with the heartwarming normality of it all. I so long for the pandemic to be over!


In the sweet pale night
Happy voices rise in song
Coming of life praise

© RedCat

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