Elan Mudrow
Smidgens
There Are Days Of Longer Daylight
There are days of longer daylight
When time can’t figure out what direction it travels.
A lost light, which cannot heal, as it hurls itself forward
A movement through something, changing
Abandoned. It cannot come back or go home.
We build nests with thoughts, to further
Our grip on movement, creating, extending,
Daylight beyond the planet’s wobble
Building structures deep into the backswing
Back and then back again
Comforting our ego, the id out of control.
Still, we are afraid to go. Where else,
Does one go if not mingling with the sky?
A Trip of returning to yearning
Our haven, a little heaven that discomforts
The hidden specter the day yanks at
Drags our taste for life onto the welcoming mat
A home, We sip sweet flavored rum
Grinning with a separation in our teeth
The little tiny thing that holds us back
The fear is found in the haunting smile
Kisses are heated lip upon lip, sweet rum
They are open for debate, scented
Sweat, searing into sugar moistness
Lasting through a fragile daylight.
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Every time I read this piece, I find an uncharted path or nook to dwell and ponder. Very sincere, thank you.
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Thanks!
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This poem is heart felt and creative. I really like it. Keep up the awesomeness!
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Incredible photo. “Drags our taste for life onto the welcoming mat” speaks to me of the distance between the little safe space we create for ourselves and the wide universe. Gorgeous poetry.
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Beautiful image. Beautiful words. Looking forward to more posts. 🙂
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This was powerful. Loved all the different types of imagery!
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Beautiful! Sorry it took me a while to get over here, but thanks for following me 🙂
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what a great poem, filled to bursting with powerful lines
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Oh my goodness, this was soooo good! Great Job!
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Beautiful imagery! This was a wonderful read.
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wow what a fantastic, beautiful color photography.
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“We build nests with thoughts” – the truth of this resonates…
Your poetry is powerfully evocative.
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loved the imagery.. If the sun ever comes out again in Pa, maybe some of this lost light can find
its way home here….
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I so enjoyed reading this. What a drifting, warm, wondering feel.
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“A movement through something, changing
Abandoned. It cannot come back or go home.”
Very poignant and significant line. Something in it resonated…
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Thanks!
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‘Where else does one go if not mingling with the sky?’ well said 🙂
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