:chandeliers::on::the::floor:: in between the headlines

this just in.

scribbled words on a newspaper
at breakfast today
strong coffee warm walnut toast fresh cherries
how gentle to write like this
tender paper pen sinks in casually glides over yesterday's news
my words pressed in newsprint
on the edge my right palm smudged black ink
the words are scribbled
still-- you--
in between the headlines

in between the headlines
still-- you--
the words are scribbled
on the edge my right palm smudged black ink
my words pressed in newsprint
tender paper pen sinks in casually glides over yesterday's news
how gentle to write like this
strong coffee warm walnut toast fresh cherries
at breakfast today
scribbled words on a newspaper

this just in.

::chandeliers::on::the::floor::

:: fallen. broken. pieces. catching the light with splendor, subtly, anticipation and defeat. no longer fragile, still shattered, putting pieces together, a moment in the darkness to breath, a whim, the knowing whisper that somehow in time through this gorgeous mess once more your eyes, and mine, our thoughts, will shine :: fallen, shattered, pieces scattered and lost, yet that glimmer in the corner-- that note in your subtext-- and the glow of passion inside remains lost and found and in the dark at times it lends possibility to the shadows and fire to your eyes. and melting laughter ::

:chandeliers::on::the::floor:

in between the headlines

1 comment:

i write.

the poetry of everyday, every day.
(six word story)

chantal [2 syll. shɑn•tɑhl shawn-TAL (French)]

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