Twilight of the Year




 
Twilight of the Year

  

Light fading
at the end of day,

journey’s time to rest.
Autumn shifts to winter.


Shadows deepen as December nears.
Gray the predominant feeling,

as clouds fill my head.
Time to close the door.

 
The sharp breath of winter,
like a knife plunged

into the heart of summer,
bleeding out all of her colors.

 
A dimensional shift,
reality on hold.

Time vaporizes into oblivion.
Fragments of life struggle to be whole.

In the twilight of the year.



Ann Christine Tabaka



Ann Christine Tabaka is a nominee for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry.
She lives in Delaware, USA.  She is a published poet and artist. She loves gardening and cooking.  Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her most recent credits are Page & Spine, The Paragon Journal, The Literary Hatchet, The Stray Branch, Trigger Fish Critical Review; Foliate Oak Review, The Metaworker, Raven Cage Ezine, RavensPerch, Anapest Journal, Mused, Apricity Magazine, Longshot Island, The Write Launch, The Stray Branch, Advaitam Speaks Literary Journal, Ann Arbor Review.
 

 

 

Comments

Popular Posts