We waken in the darkness before dawn,
to psych ourselves before we face the fray
as day arrives, another night absconds.
While trapped inside of routines that are rote,
how quickly now the time just slips away
while we’re left struggling, trying to keep afloat.
Still, as the sun slips mountains to the west,
and to the moon and stars now cedes the day,
I breathe the stillness, gratitude professed.
© Ginny Brannan 2017
The Nocturna is basically a nine line poetry form based on the nocturne (night) theme containing three, three-line lessons recited during the night. The subject must be nocturnal and it consists of three couplets linked by the rhyme of the centre line; a. b. a. c. b. c. d. b. d. Not sure that I got it right, but there's a first time for everything!