“The Young Decadent After The Ball” Ramon Casas 1865
Mornings are cold.
Puffer jacket breaths,
visible shivering,
prayer for believers,
the death of
nighttime dreams.
Afternoons are spring.
Purifying petal pathways,
short sleeves,
chirping chatter,
cloud mountain charisma,
hope blooming.
Evenings are in-between.
Budding quiet,
stir of shapes,
streetlight snowballs,
twilight’s modern painting,
seasonal purgatory.
A year of mirror reflections–
birth, life, death, resurrection.
© 2023 | K. Hartless
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come again
partial friend
still, happily on the mend!
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Indeed. The season starts and ends.
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it started again with gloves and mittens on. lithium levels on!
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She looks just how I feel at times – wonderful soothing verses with a great accompanying painting! 🙂
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We must have twin re-poses. I was thinking of myself, wanting to read, write, and then just needing to be still.💜 Thanks for commenting here.
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Can definitely sympathise with her here 🙂
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“short sleeves,
chirping chatter,
cloud mountain charisma,” My fav. 💜
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Thank you, Jeff. It’s been like two different clims around here lately. This cold and cautious morning and the afternoons, freakish fairytale scenes. I’m so glad you enjoyed this poem.
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You’re most welcome, K. Always. Sounds epic to me. :))
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Very lovely!
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Thanks, worms. I enjoyed mixing together a little purgatory lesson with this in-between weather we’re having here.
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Love your poem, the picture captured my attention and your poem so delivered! 👏💚
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Thank you. 💜A double craft. It was fun to try to layer this poem worn meaning.
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You did it well! 💞
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Wonderful poem, and always nice hearing a Death Cab for Cutie song!
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Thank you. There newest stuff has been great so far, which made me think of this tune to accompany my poem. I appreciate your kind feedback.
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