Notes About The Poem
The Fates are a group of three weaving sister goddesses who assign individual destinies to mortals at birth.

Sweet Night With the Wind

At dropping of night comes the wind,
bringing sweet dreams filled with magic,
until I awake with the morning.

The bright light of morning
displaces the wind;
all dreams disappear, and the magic.

Why does loss of that magic
give such grief in the morning?
Oh, return sweet night with the wind.

How sweet is that wind at night with the magic; 
     Sisters, please unweave the morning.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Rodrigues Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 8:32 AM
Well done
Achara Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 9:04 AM
Thank you
Lawless Avatar
October 23, 2023 at 5:52 AM
I haven't read many of the Tritina form but this one captured me and the line "Oh, return sweet night with the wind." called me to read it several times. Nicely done Chetta.
Achara Avatar
October 23, 2023 at 6:36 AM
Thank you. It was a bit of a challenge to write, but also fun.
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