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Aurora peeks through quickly closing the curtain too tired to shine A lake of thoughts waves that drift and draw on memories, from long ago She was here, once content and beautiful a surge of cogitation The brilliant silence so the clock rewinds to melodious musings Flickering echoes from that sublime song our dance, our time It stirs the mind and pauses the heart that wondrous waltz And the wind begins whispering to return so as it should “Thank youâ€, breakfast arrives, and she walks away… 2017 by Kelly R. Sullivan |
I really liked the opening lines. The energy it takes to relive a memory drawn from the sun itself. Brings a new light to cloudy days and dark minds. The longing from this piece hit me from both sides. Needing to be inside the memory to live a life that has already passed. Great write 😠thanks for sharing | Posted on 2017-07-27 00:00:00 | by endlessgame23 | [ Reply to This ] | I liked this. it was a sweet piece to read. What it made me feel or what stirred, actually, was the mind blowing notion/fact that one's mind never stops producing pictures and stories like a never ending | manufacturing company. It strikes me that it is so damn hard not to think or to abandon" the waves that drift and draw" I enjoyed the imagery and the subtle sleepless night that was portrayed. And you are right, memories are the best time travel one can hope to get, although I rather stick to the present, or doggedly attempt to do so, no offence intended, of course. Take care, Ethan Brody | Posted on 2017-02-28 00:00:00 | by Ethan Brody | [ Reply to This ] | |