Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Seamlessly

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The golden orb merging

Into a fiery orange,

Suffusing slowly to

A passionate red.

Ah!

You permeated me

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The deep blue blending

Into

Mauve iridescence.

The dark violet remains

Consumed by the moonshine.

Grey, then black,

Then ochre.

Then light.


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10 comments:

  1. kymmMay 19, 2015 at 11:10 PM

    Beautiful as always, Ruby!

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  2. UnknownMay 20, 2015 at 1:17 PM

    Visually and poetically beautiful. ♥

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  3. UnknownMay 20, 2015 at 2:42 PM

    I love all those colors and images :) Well done!

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  4. AnonymousMay 20, 2015 at 3:57 PM

    Such evocative writing. Just lovely!

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsMay 20, 2015 at 8:04 PM

      Thank you Susan. It is so good to hear such encouraging words from you :)

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  5. Simple HomeMay 28, 2015 at 9:34 PM

    This describes our California high desert sunsets perfectly!

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsMay 29, 2015 at 12:34 AM

      :) its amazing how we can relate to some things sans boundaries and borders :)

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