Prior to Midnight
- Christine Emmert
- Dec 19, 2025
- 1 min read
by Christine Emmert

The drip of darkness
against the windowpane
distracts me from slumber.
I would awake your memory further
with the magic of my pen,
but some sleeping is forever
which even the insistent hand of love
cannot shake into narrative to be related.
I found you dressed in words
that clothed the naked soul.
We stripped the words away
revealing naked thought
all too shocking.
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Christine Emmert is a writer, actress, director and educator whose work has been read/performed in the USA, UK and Canada. Her latest prose is Dreaming of Storms which can be accessed on Amazon and other book sites She is currently working on a short piece entitled Albatross at Sunset.


