
“The Young Decadent After The Ball” Ramon Casas 1865
Mornings are cold.
Puffer jacket breaths,
visible shivering,
prayer for believers,
the death of
nighttime dreams.
Afternoons are spring.
Purifying petal pathways,
short sleeves,
chirping chatter,
cloud mountain charisma,
hope blooming.
Evenings are in-between.
Budding quiet,
stir of shapes,
streetlight snowballs,
twilight’s modern painting,
seasonal purgatory.
A year of mirror reflections–
birth, life, death, resurrection.
© 2023 | K. Hartless





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