white skies mopped the other colors; winter loves a good disguise. white skies disinfected the season; holiday dough won't rise. white skies surrender unarmed; each minute another flake dies.
Indifference
Electric lights, strung out like pearls on the neck of the night. Stale sunlight, odorless like young love– Winter Jasmine off-white. Pluck away each androgynous day without pain. I love her, I love him not. In filtered light, it’s all the same. Warning: The video contains adult images.
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love the way you meld the magical with the quotidian in your imagery 🙂
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Thank you kindly, John. The more I can be out and connected the more I can mix in reality with my wild machinations. Here’s to the end of year break and more time to soak it all in.
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I’ll have a drink to that tonight: with my meal, of course 🙂
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Beautiful verse, K. This is my fav, “Electric lights,
strung out
like pearls
on the neck of the night.” Wonderful.
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Thank you. I remember writing this line a while back, and I also like it. Cheers.
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You’re welcome, K. Always. Cheers.
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“Pluck away each adronymous day without pain” very tangible feeling
Brilliant wording
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Thank you, I was thinking of the daisy’s we pluck, but also how it’s become more about not he loves me or she loves me but something less genderfied. Appreciate you reading and commenting, Michelle.
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I adore these poems! They are so vivid and emotional and inspiring so I can’t wait to read the next one! 😁❤️
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Thank you. 💜These were written winters past, but it’s great to see them being enjoyed this year.
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Yes they are amazing and very timely
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You burst into rhyme and not before time! 👏👏👏
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Thank you. I do have an uncanny ability to turn phrase on a dime. 😉
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