Let there be storms
to thrash the night
Tearing down norms
that hold us tight
Tomorrow morn
we’ll be reborn
happy and free
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
Response written for the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge of 3 March 2020 “Let there be storms” at Go Dog Go Café.
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
I like this one: it is short, snappy and eerily topical
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Thanks, John. Topical wasn’t intentional, so my subconscious must have helped. 🙂
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The morning after a storm does feel like a rebirth in many ways.
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Thank you! It really can.
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Like the thought of rebirth in the morning. A new day.
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Thank you! A new day, a fresh start, after making it through a cleansing night.
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If only it were that easy, huh. Nice.
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Ah, dreams. Thank you!
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You’re welcome.
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