Goodbye

Gold cherry

By Jessiibear

Mon, 29 Mar 2021
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10 comments
 
He drifted out of sight,
the abundant cloud I’d been watching all morning—who, on his way, shed small parts
in favour of a sleeker physique. 
 
The wind carried him off; he couldn’t float on his own. It was cold—the kind of cold that passes skin and caresses bone. 
 
I shed a tear, too, watching the blue—
A sea of possibility. Yet, 
nothing at all; just an illusion, a trick of the light. 
 
It was beautiful, though, I had to admit. 
Seeing all he’d left behind. 
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Submitted by airyfairy on

This lovely, lilting poem is our Facebook and Twitter Pick of the Day! Please do share/retweet if you enjoy it too.

Picture: Pixabay Creative Commons

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Submitted by Jessiibear on

The picture is fitting, thank you!

Jess

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

This is wonderful! Congratulations on the golden cherries

 

Submitted by Jessiibear on

Thank you very much.

Jess

Submitted by marandina on

Lilting and lifting - wonderful imagery and inner meaning in this. Congrats on the POTD. Paul :)

 

Submitted by Jessiibear on

Thank you, Paul. 

Jess

Submitted by Nolan on

Just an illusion, a trick of the light" you're probably better off without him. Lectronix got no soul try me babe.

& Nolan

 

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

A vivid image of a transient and evocative moment. Well deserving of the Pick of the Day, Jess.

Best wishes, Luigi x

 

Submitted by Jessiibear on

Thank you for your lovely comment, Luigi. 

Jess

Submitted by Jessiibear on

Haha. Thanks, Nolan. :)

Jess