Wednesday, January 21, 2015

The Jinx of the Golden Glint

You flew to distant lands,
I, to assisted living.
You blossomed,
My garden wilted.
Silent. Dusty.
Sunsets, delayed.
Sunrises, lengthened.
Earth, stopped.
Festivals, eco-friendly.
Get-togethers, boastful.
Frames, blank.
Lives, vacuous.
We, plucked out unceremoniously,
Like overgrown weeds.
You, swallowed by the dollar-jinx.


14 comments:

  1. I found this to be very evocative. I've had similar emotions.

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    1. I am a little sad to hear that you can relate to these feelings

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  2. The circle. Very nicely written and presented. I like it a lot.

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    1. Thank you so much for your encouragement

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  4. Oh, ouch. Sunsets delayed and sunrises lenghtened really spoke to me.

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    1. I like that part personally too. Thank you Kymm

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  5. I'm with Kymm - the sunset/sunrise image together with the earth stopping is fantastic. Great job, Ruby!

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    1. Thank you Christine. I am glad the lines worked well

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  6. I loved the contrasts here too and the comparisons. Awesome!

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  7. No one likes the shorter days under any circumstances. Especially this one.

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    1. Yeah ... Hope sustains ... Thank you Stacie

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.