Curious Conundrums for the Month of July...

Good day to you!  Whilst my longer projects are still in a not-quite-finished state, here are some riddles to tease your wits as you while away the fair summer months.  Good guessing to you!  (Answers, as is customary, may be found on the "Answers" page above.)

1K.
I am not

And I will not be

I was

Before you were

No day dawns

Upon my watch

Nor future

Can occur

What am I?

2K.
Dimmed by daylight

Brightened by dark

Multiplied by division

Enlarged by destruction

What am I?

Midsummer Musings or That Which Is To Come

Well met and good greetings to you!  I fear this is an inexcusably short offering given the now (regrettably) expansive time gap betwixt when I last posted and the present; however, I am afraid I am moving into an ever-busier stage of life, and sometimes I am inattentive to my authorial duties.  That said, I do have some longer and (perhaps) more interesting pieces in the works, several of which I hope to post within the next month or two.  In the meantime, then, I hope you will enjoy what follows -- ! 

+JMJ

Last Thoughts

By Caitlin Clancy

Copyright 2014

Worlds meeting

Death’s greeting

Time’s fleeting

Kiss farewell

Ember sky

Mountains cry

Haildrops fly

Touch the dark

Wondering

Pondering

Thundering

In a cave

Who was I?

Where will I…?

Let me die –

Here be still. *

* N.b. To nip possible confusion in the bud: it has become apparent to me that there seems to be something of a fad in the literary world of late which likes to interpret modern poems in the most depressing and morbid light possible.  Though I know you, gentle reader, are surely a cut above the average, still I feel it necessary to mention that this poem is not in any way about suicide.  End disclaimer.