Seven Come To Stay

Hello everyone, as those of you who visit here regularly know, I periodically move things over here from my blog Panopticulated. Here's the latest batch.

1.

A Trick of The Light

The early November sunshine cast golden rays
liquid yellow, pooling on the ruffled white sheets
white mountain tops of my memories, illuminated
I am caught in the moment, tangled in the threads
of another autumn, and ghosts of then burst forth
like maple leaves, red, orange, yellow and beautiful
I watch as the light shifts, and the spell, it is broken
the long gone days, retreating, as if blown by the wind
leaves are falling again, the unsought magic is dissolving
and I am here, and it is now, and the snow covered peaks
are once again, just sheets on the bed that I'm about to make


Saturday Centus the prompt was to use up to 100 words (not including the prompt) using the line - "The early November sunshine cast golden rays..."

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2.

W H E N D A R K N E S S F A L L S

Who am I to judge the safety of nightfall

with its yawning mouth and abrupt silence.
Do I not see myself reflected?
with my inner corridors chock full
of absolutes and things that lurk.
Ecstasy too is a possibility
pleasing and assured
the knife edges and all
the forgotten adventures
kaleidoscopes that dazzle
with their fearless symmetry.
Nightfall holds promises that the day could not conceive,
for that is when the things dare to show their true face.
Where illumination is not the reason nor the rhyme,
it is just the gentle breathing of the darkness
and the inevitable quieting of my mind.

Inspired by Three Word Wednesday
prompt words were judge, nightfall, safety.

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3.

J U M P

Was it such an effort
such a monumental leap
to jump from the mountain of you
to those low flat plains of me
did you fear your demise
or was the instant revival
of your once flagging spirits
all the reward you needed


Inspired by Three Word Wednesday
prompt words were demise, effort, revival

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4.

C H O I C E

She could no longer bring herself
to utter his name
or let the galloping wild horses
of her impatience
continue to assign the blame
for it was she
who chose
to dabble
with glass
and with darkness
and the cracks in the curtains
just made her lean further
away from
the light


Inspired by Three Word Wednesday
prompt words were dabble, lean, utter.

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5.

Sunday

Another sunday
sprinkled
with the
stardust
of silence
a vast
empty hall
echoing
just waiting
for me to break
this quietness
with the sound
of my voice


Written for - Monkey Mans - Sunday 160
where you must use only 160 characters
(including spaces) and post on Sunday.

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6.

Lessons to be Learned

The tree and its arthritic branches
clawed at the thick white sky
hoping to educate the
young and foolish,
teach them of winter
and her hard fingers.

And they who were dreaming
of snows soft blankets
to swaddle them
and make them beautiful,
had not yet heard the silence.

Towering evergreens protecting
the feathered flying ones,
they knew the secrets.

And those who had been blessed
to bear the blood red berries,
must learn to never object
to the pecking of the
sharp yellow beak
of the blackbird,
as he swallows
their fruits
whole.


Inspired by Three Word Wednesday
prompt words were educate, object, silence

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7.

Just a Matter of Time

He tightened his buckle

trying to evade my gaze

eyes anywhere but me

the big clock was ticking

time dripping, eroding

the soft swaddling fabric

that we had used to disguise

the huge wedge, driven deep

into the tiny hairline cracks

that had now opened up

wider than a chasm


Inspired by Three Word Wednesday
prompt words are buckle, evade, wedge