There's a softness to this, an all-encompassing quiet of spirit. I can hear the soft hiss and pop of the candle wick in the space between words, breaths.
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When I'm not in Massachusetts, you can find me following my muses hither and yon, shouting, "Hey, wait up!"
A perfect description of that edge we fall across as we go to sleep. Great Haiku. and thank you, Patti, for joining in.
ReplyDelete....or is it the big sleep? Regardless. I like.
ReplyDeleteThat's pretty Patti. Delicate.
ReplyDeleteThis was lovely! Wonderful imagery.
ReplyDeleteLovely! Both image and words.
ReplyDeletenice...and just what does the end of day have to say?
ReplyDeleteI lke that "in the shadows angels call". Warm imagery.
ReplyDeleteThere's a softness to this, an all-encompassing quiet of spirit. I can hear the soft hiss and pop of the candle wick in the space between words, breaths.
ReplyDeleteWritten in such beautiful simplicity. Nice.
ReplyDeleteCall me Old Skool, but I love it when angels call.
ReplyDelete(wish they'd call more often)