He looks at me with sunset eyes,
tree veins branched from lack of quiet,
and the early death of day
goes unnoticed by
the white anemone,
lovers teardrops in disguise.
© khartless 2022, All Rights Reserved
A bit of brevity for a contest~30 words or less hosted by Joanna Garrido.
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
Lovely and thought provoking in its complicated simplicity. 😊
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Thank you kindly, Gypsie. I missed this somehow, my apologies for the delay.
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No worries! I’m always late for everything – I seem to have no concept of time management!! You are most kindly welcome K. 😊
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💜🧚♀️
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good 😊😊
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Thank you 💜
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a lovely, bright start to the day 🙂
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Oh, thank you, John. I hope it’s a sunny one.
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This was incredible, K! Beautiful tribute to the oncoming spring, with such exquisite images you craft here! ❤
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Lovely, and I like the art too, I visited that site!
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Exquisite verse, K. The artwork is also stunning.
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Thank you so much, Jeff. Yes I thought so as well. Cheers to a wonderful spring weekend!
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You’re welcome, K. Always. Ah, thank you. It’s going to be sunny here, I think. Is wonderful. Cheers to a wonderful spring weekend to you too!
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Really lovely. Somehow nostalgic.
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😊
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Really beautiful
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Thank you, Bridgette.
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Great title says it all 👏👏
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