Of Gods and Omens

“We can never be gods, after all–but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.” 
― N.K. Jemisin, The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms

To dream of Gods and omens in darkest night
brings no tranquility
for the soul wrestles and fights
with so little ability
to overcome the futility
of mortals against deities
and their predictions of what’s coming
and waiting…
In the stark light of day.

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

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Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 23 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. 
You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and her Amazon Author Page

36 Comments on “Of Gods and Omens

  1. oh my…..the absence of tranquility indeed. I like the placement of the word “stark” with “light of day” as it totally shifts the context from bright to doom and dire.
    Thanks for posting to the prompt!

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  2. Your alacrity and dark images make a delightful counterpoint to the bliss most of us pursued. And yet, nightmares end, deities hide in the light of a fresh new day.

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  3. Your opening quote takes me aback and could explain so much about why humans do what they do. I love the way you flip the script on darkness and light here, where the fearful night (dreams) is no match for the terror of day (reality.) Excellent write, Linda!

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  4. I believe tranquility of spirit comes from living life and as Rob said lifting others all the way to the end of life…. or as long as you can. Dwelling on the future can be very depressing as you so well pointed out in your poem.

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  5. Very well written, and very powerful Linda!
    “To dream of Gods and omens in darkest night
    brings no tranquility
    for the soul wrestles and fights
    with so little ability
    to overcome the futility…”
    This beginning to your poem is damned unsettling for me. I have suffered recurring bouts of debilitating night terrors since I was young. They devastate any tranquility. They exacerbate my insomnia because when they occur they shake me emotionally to where I am unable to attempt sleep again. I am, to this day, very uncomfortable with the idea of dreaming. Sleeping is not inviting no matter how tired I am.

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  6. Nicely-done. Those night-demons are not fun.
    The quotation reminds me of a movie my older daughter and I watched over the weekend about a woman who makes a golem.

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