Tanara McCauley

Culturally Imagined Stories

Tag: night

  • When Morning Comes – A Poetic Version

    Night falls As I knew it would Bringing nothing good Though I need the rest Heart faint Leery of the tide Bent to steer this ride Into sure duress Tears break Melancholy glass But this too shall pass? This unbridled storm? Clouds form Gone now are the stars Like a song’s last bars With its memories warm…