a sigh at sunset
the day’s challenge a standoff
our future unknown
the winter sun glows
fire and ice caught in the gleam
and the day lingers

Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
a sigh at sunset
the day’s challenge a standoff
our future unknown
the winter sun glows
fire and ice caught in the gleam
and the day lingers

a ghost of a life
magic cannot bring it back
drag the broken nest
tell the news to the hot breeze
let that zephyr free your need

I love the challenge of creating a short piece that uses all (or in this case, most) of the words. I couldn’t squeeze ‘seems’ into the verse, so I cheated with the title. Thanks!
alarm bells ring out
the moon looms in the heavens
my nightmare made real
devious beauty
the golden lava cascades
foretelling the end

Oops-I’m back with some doom and gloom. Thanks to Linda and Susi for the inspiration.
rummage in the nooks
a life built on faulty ground
a memory lost
two buried in a cranny
the mist becomes a refuge

Here I am–being melancholy again! Still thinking about time passing and aging and all that. Anyway, thanks to RDP (CRANNY) and FOWC (BUILT) for the the inspiration
walk me to the door
the end of the beginning
light repels the dark
the dark absorbs the twilight
the beginning of the end

Time passes so quickly. I find myself reflecting on beginnings and endings and the lights and darks of the middle. Thanks to FOWC (WALK) and Tanka Tuesday (REPEL/ABSORB) for the inspiration.