The final glass of a reserve wine
abandoned on the chef’s table.
Chestnuts scored in seasoned iron pans
never to feel the open flame.
Long robes like meditations
encircling men who’ve left behind lust
and mastered control.
Nothing can boost adrenaline,
raise blood pressure,
faster than burgundy crowned foes.
So we’ve all made a sensible
color decision;
we’ve all self-marooned.
© khartless 2020, All Rights Reserved
Image: COVID-19 under a microscope
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
Clever! Love ‘self-marooned’.
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Thank you, VJ. Trees just starting to turn here. Maroon in nature is rare, so this seemed like an ideal time to share this one.
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Absolutely!
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Woah👏👑
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Thank you. 😊
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love ‘burgundy-crowned foes’ and the photo of Covid; as in certain brain tumours the appearance is staggeringly beautiful: I wrote a poem about this once: see if I can find it —
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Yes, please do and thank you. I was also drawn to its beauty.
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