Slow Dance – Cherita

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romance

vinyl spins
on the turntable

we slow dance
in our nakedness
by the warmth of the fire

Pat R

11/15/17

For Thotpurge Micropoetry Month Day 15

&

Weekly Photo Challenge : Experimental

 

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Autumn Blues

 

It has been a strange eight days mired in joy, anxiety, stress and sadness.

Two home-goings, one way before his time. An ambitious young man, twenty two years old, on a new journey to law school. Now, a journey diverted, a soul called home. Leaving a mother grief stricken and numb.

The other, of her time. She had lived some life.

In between these, was a wedding in a most peaceful setting in the mountains. This odd mix of joy and sorrow came in threes.

short goodbyes –
lurking in cool air
autumn blues

Pat R
8/31/17