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Monday 16 October 2023

The Elements



Aging
I forget names
With me the earth
Perhaps untimely

Lurking
For a fistful of sky
Still blue
The leaves
Fondle the

Brusque breeze

Scorched
Wounds learn
To heal inflamed

Mourning
in silence
Frozen
As the glaciers
Ought to be

I embrace
What they say
Nothingness





15 comments:

  1. Poignant and beautiful Love 'a fistful of sky' and fondle the brusque breeze' Love the end Nothingness

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    1. Thank you Marja for your appreciation. Humbled.

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  2. Kind of mesmerizing or enchanting.

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  3. Literary minimalism gets maximum results in this poignant lovely piece.

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    1. Glad that you like the experiment with minimalism Penelope.

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  4. Great close.. the nothingness, the quiet...that should be the communication with the elements.

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  5. I like this, got my attention with the name forgetting as I have been that way for a while. It runs in the family but the COVID made it worse. I like your lament, then a 'make it feel good' following. Must try that. I "Labeled" mine "Gothic Fiction" but it is missing an element. It is one of my surprise, "Is that Jim" writings.
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    1. I know. My mother is a Dementia patient for the past ten years.

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  6. Like a spell and a prayer, dancing...

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  7. Even when nothingness is embraced, there is much healing and goodness in the verse.

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