A twiglet is a short phrase. Or a word. Its aim is to “prompt” a flow. A thought. A memory. If something comes to mind, write. A polished piece isn’t the goal; creativity is. Leave a link, if you’d like your work read, but comments should not be expected. Twiglets are posted on Tuesdays.
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[…] Twiglets / before dawn […]
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Before dawn… is most of the time…is just too early for me –
Before the Cockcrow
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I like that we dream of snow. That made me smile, Jules.
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I think I was dreaming of snow because I had been watching the Olympics…
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Yes, mee too on the snow in winter,
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FIVE BEFORE-DAWN POEMS
1
Make up your mind before the sun rises.
A good day; a bad day?
Greet the dawn or curse it.
2
Before the dawn of creation,
The Triune God knew all that would be:
The visible, the invisible,
And still He created all things.
3
I lie in the brightening darkness
trying to recall a dream I had of you,
but the wings of dream powder away.
4
The morning sun cuts across the horizon:
Blade of golden grass or blade of knife?
Meet the fields with a half-moon smile.
5
No one is promised another dawn here.
We live day to final day
and do our best to fill the time
with noble deeds of kindness.
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All quite splendid, although I favour number 4, Sal.
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These are wonderful Sal! I love #4.
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Majorly loved #4!!!
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Thanks !
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Thin as Skin
I’m waking to
the world’s return,
just before dawn
as the sun and moon
are at truce, and
deepest sleep is
thin as skin,
its jealous eye
opens. Wakes.
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I love the truce between sun and moon!
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Oh, all great. Sun and moon at truce, sleep as thin as skin. Well done!
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Thank you!
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Ah… when the sun and moon share the sky without either dominating… Look out one window see the moon rise, and the other see the sun set. 🙂
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Dreams are born
In the magical hours
Before dawn
@candacekubinec
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Indeed, they are, Candy, and thanks for joining in again this week.
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Lovely, Candy!
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Indeed!
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http://purplepeninportland.com/2018/02/21/before-dawn/
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Naughty statues!
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😀
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These are great!
– my dishes were greasy
– sun snored
– the garden statues partied
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Thanks, q!
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[…] .. twiglet #64. […]
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Fickle fallen stars indeed.
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https://whimsygizmo.wordpress.com/2018/02/20/aubade-wrapped-in-tomorrows-skin/
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Where have these been? I am just now finding these Misky. Wonderful.
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Welcome, Toni, and I hope you have fun with them.
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I think I shall!
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Do!!
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Morning, Misk.
Inexplicable Clamor of Birds in the Gray
Before it dawned
on the sky,
the forgotten rose.
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It hadn’t dawned on me, that usage. Clever.
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Subtle!
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Drag that lazy Sun out of bed
by his whip-fire hair –
SOB sleeping in late
while we’re freezing
our asses off out here.
Hustle up some coffee, light,
with scorched toast and eggs
sunny-side-up –
then get cracking
In that old yellow van.
Remember, he takes a shine
to that bimbo Dawn,
so no stopping off in Daytona Beach
for the wet T-Shirt contest
like yesterday.
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That second stanza is intriguing! Nicely done!
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Thanks!!
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