Edge of Dawn
The velvet tears as night to day The darkness fades and gives way To dawns edge of the coming light Bidding farewell to the fading night And in the new we bid adieu To the tired and fleeting dark To greet the new day in its dance Another days journey to Embark Hard World Candy Floss and bubble gum dreams most of us grew up with, so it seems No real monsters under our beds Leaving the nightlight on to be safe instead Little by little the chinks appear in the stories we were told for years little slips show the cracks inside to break our worlds of candied lies For too long we were protected when we needed to be respected now we are left to our devices with no training on telling what nice is Broken Blood flows freely from a broken heart, As dandelions play, as songbirds dance, Sunny days do nothing to stem the flow, Across fields of green, among cleansing streams When there never was a chance, Blood must flow, the sun must rise, If ever again to open these eyes, In fields of green, and cleansing streams Bio: Stephen Allen was born and raised in Northern Ireland before relocating to Canada. I have lived in the US and currently reside in Austria. I have a novel and a poetry book self published, as well as several short stories. (Amazon KDP) I also have a blog on WordPress; Through The cracked Window (revisited)
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