Dawn

Transitioning from Dreaming

By Amanda CannonPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Soft glow waking us

Hold me just one moment more,

As if we're infinite.

About the Creator

Amanda Cannon

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment

Keep reading

More stories from Amanda Cannon and writers in Poets and other communities.

Complicit
So quietly, we watched you systematically destroy us with your Intelligence, your manipulations, your Lies. We tried to push it down, pretend the abuse didn’t
By Amanda Cannonabout a year ago in Poets
Mariposa
A green cocoon hung from my grandfather’s bicycle. I watched, wide-eyed, as he whispered to me about what was happening in there.
By Mezmur5 days ago in Poets
God Gifted
I used to stare at my hands and wonder if they were meant for anything. Nothing felt like mine, not my smile, not my voice, not even my mornings.
By John Smith6 days ago in Poets
Affection and Healing for Yourself
During the night of the last quarter moon, I gathered my ritual supplies. I carefully handled the chunk of black tourmaline that would protect me from your overall negative and narcissistic energy. I carefully walked the house with my stick of selenite in hand, asking the universe to cleanse our working space.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️7 days ago in Fiction