Blues in the Night: A Daisy Chain

Written for Bartholomew’s Living Poetry
where we are asked to write a poem using
the words ‘black’, ‘govern’, and ‘solstice’.
Here’s where the prompt took me.

Solstice marks the longest light,
Light fades slowly into night,
Night cloaks hills in deepest black,
Black ravens trace the moonlit track,
Track winds round the governor’s hall,
Hall echoes the blues with an empty call,
Call answered by the wind alone,
Alone we drift toward the dawn,
Dawn breaks sultry on this summer morn,
Morn returns where we were born,
Born anew as seasons turn,
Turn again to summer solstice.

NAR©2026

Nancy’s Notes: Daisy Chain, where the last word in a line becomes the first word of the next line and to end the poem, the last word is the same as the first word.

This is “Summertime Blues” by The Who

Monday Poetry Prompt: Black, Govern, Solstice

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