Tag: midnight

A Bite of Blood Moon Pie

Last week saw me living for nothing but deadlines with my dead beat sky, but this town doesn’t look the same tonight. These dreams started singing to me out of nowhere, and in all my life I don’t know that I ever felt so alive. ~ Switchfoot, “Awakening”

Scene: Midnight ~ that paradoxical hour that divides our sense of time. (“Is it night or is it morning?” Hmm…both.) Happy Blood Moon and Pi Day! I feel like there’s been a lack of social awareness for this grand celestial event which happens to be in congruence with all math lovers’ favorite day of the year. Last year millions of people embarked on trips across the states to view the solar eclipse while sporting eclipse glasses and souvenir t-shirts and indulging in special eclipse-themed snacks. I think this lunar eclipse deserves equal attention. We all should have planned to collectively eat moon pies at 3:14 in the morning, while solving mathematical equations under the crescent of light that will be present during this eclipse. Instead, a few dedicated moon lovers will be turning their gaze and their cameras upward on this “once in a red moon” kind of night…

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Wild Dreaming

Some say it’s the darkest before the dawn…the stormiest before the calm…

Domicile disarray abounds around, but I’m feeling introspective and only slightly sentimental on this rainy afternoon. The organizational demands are just going to have to be patient a little while longer, for alas, the writing mode strikes whenever it fancies. Follow me away into…

…a maze of greenery. And a tangled up enchanted opal apple orchard. It’s a wonder one could ever find one’s way out. A last dance in the moonlight with that dashingly handsome man. There’s something about the way he looked that evening. Wild daydream blue eyes. His voice and smile were so familiar, like I’d known him half my life. Enraptured distant memories came to the forefront of my mind, as the large clock on the castle wall sounded an alarmingly loud alarm. Midnight! And it was just getting good. My heart beat swiftly as he kissed my red lips, brushed my hair back from my rosy cheek, and whispered in my ear, “I’ll see you again.” I made it to the door a fraction before the twelfth stroke. Continue reading “Wild Dreaming”