Time to go Home

The sadness sets in stone,
and in pebbled flings of hands, ripples the water.
My gaze meets each inch and and travels upward the sky,
where the clouds are melting and gurgling like white lightning,
and coming mistily down to screen the darkness.
It’s draped in white.
And my exploration trembles behind,
arms begin spacing, knees start to heel,
everything is a snapshot dragged across time in flaming orange,
pacing each wooden moment, floor to my feet.
Maybe in a million nights,
I could approach the fluttering sound of my heartbeats, and color my breath with Sharpies on an easel,
with water trapped in a petite bottle, shining like sapphires. Glimmering.
Forse. Maybe.

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Watt

It's all a matter of rust and shine, to serve a distinction between to have and to have not.

36 thoughts on “Time to go Home”

    1. I am innately sorry for not being able to respond earlier. I wonder who Ginger Baker is, but I do love this comment, and the content might definitely be your brilliant direction. Thank you!!

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    1. Thank you for this beautiful comment. I think there are certain eyes that diminish that ache and hide it behind a mirror which only shows you for who you are, flowering an image that is okay, and livid, and perfect.

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  6. Watt… I love it… feels like yawning loneliness and creative rebirth, and to this I can relate. But it’s all painted through your signature kaleidoscope vision, which places us in a surreal dreamworld, where all which seemed meaningless finally has meaning. Result: balm for my soul. Thank you

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  7. No stress … It’s WordPress 😎
    Ginger Baker was the legendary
    drummer from the Cream, Eric
    Clapton’s 60’s band. So named
    as the all three members were
    considered the cream of rock
    musicians at the time. Ginger
    Baker died the day of your post.
    As I read the words ‘flaming orange’
    I had a flash of Ginger Baker, in
    concert, working his drum kit in
    a manic blur of percussion magic 😎

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  8. I love this photo and also the mention of orange. I look for this as well. With the autumn temps, I’m seeing so much orange-red my heart is delighted. I love how you describe this feeling. As I wait ​for the sky to put on a show. 🙂

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      3. Aww, hey there yes I sure have. I’ve been so busy promoting my new company with my job that I’m not on WP as much. I plan on catching up this weekend hopefully! 🙂 I hope all is well with you.

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  13. Loved the way you penned this poem. A great example of poetics and imagery. These were the lines that attracted my attention most-
    clouds are melting and gurgling like white lightning.
    Wonderful work and talented writing. Keep writing like this and bringing a smile upon my face. 😊😊

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