Eye of the Giant

Friday the 13th of December 2019. Early morning. I wasn’t in a hurry to turn on the radio to hear the election results.

As I pulled up the blind the Moon was sinking.

The Moon over Allington Hill

Everything else was a dawn blur, the giant asleep, head resting to form the hill. As the Moon dropped into that empty eye socket, the giant seemed to wake up, open-mouthed, alarmed.

Eye of the Giant

I turned on the radio. The sun came up. The light in the giant’s eye dimmed and disappeared. I thought about going back to sleep too. But it might be a good idea to keep our eyes open at least some of the time in the coming five years.

Was the election result a dream come true for you? A bad dream or a good one?


10 thoughts on “Eye of the Giant

  1. Seems a collective nightmare with no way out from between a rock and a hard place.
    Takes a steady spirit to endure without losing hope. Time, unless it lost its bearing in this virtual interconnected confusion of lies, may tell.

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