Night Refuge
Flying by the window
of time,
seeking truth.
Lurking in hidden
passages,
susurrations follow.
Apparitions haunt the
shadows
of the imagination.
There are no more
wishes,
the stars have all
gone dark.
Pain swallowed the
night.
So, escape the day.
Flee for the night,
never look
back. Run towards the
darkness
that harbors the
silence.
The deep ache of
quiet that
floods the senses,
battling turmoil
with calm. Future becomes
past as
infinity dangles just
out of reach.
Quote my words today,
For tomorrow does not
exist!
Ann Christine Tabaka
is a nominee for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry.
She placed Third in
Vita Brevis Best Poem Contest both January & February 2018. She was
selected as Poet of the Month for January 2018 and interviewed by Kingdoms in
the Wild. She lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and
cooking. Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her most recent
credits are Page& Spine, West Texas Literary Review, Oddball Magazine, The
Paragon Journal, The Literary Hatchet, The Stray Branch, Trigger Fish Critical
Review, Foliate Oak Review, Bindweed Magazine, The Metaworker, Raven,
RavensPerch, Anapest Journal, Mused, Apricity Magazine, The Write Launch, The
Stray Branch, Scryptic Magazine, Ann Arbor Review, The McKinley Review.
*(a complete list of
publications is available upon request)
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