Last night Winter flexed its muscle and the moon was in full glory… and to celebrate its roundness, Cindy created a neon mandala; while Ashley watched amateur ballet and I pulled the tail of a massive week.
The lights, the lights… look into the lights.
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CK
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The amateur ballet put imprecise
in front of me like a soft machine
or song or animal
AM
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CK
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evening is still
as winter closes doors
magpies’ chortle up
the first stars
hearts full of fears
they call out for love
I could call back
shine a light in the window
but the mind is shot
so weary I feel without name
GN
felt piece here.. great job on capturing the mood..
Graham’s piece is exactly how I feel these days.
Love that last line…really captures how some weeks end.