Month: August 2018

Distant Happiness

Carnation in color— matching no other. Sun-kissed are the petals, I dare not disturb her.   Instead, I write, my pen taking note of how she dances in the wind.   She didn’t bob or weave. It was more of a graceful curtsy. Pausing— I saw that she wasn’t free.   Ensnared to a life…

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Fire at Twilight

Crimson twirls— cackles of auburn pierce the night. Sunset faded hours ago, its warmth still burns— Hopeless Scared Alone. These thoughts turn to ash as I stare into the flame— watching fragmented star light float to the night sky, waiting for tomorrow’s answer to today’s feelings.

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