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Somber is the color of the day
Prisms of lamplight reflected, on darkened window glass
A rainbow of color seeping through a pewter lamp of old
While quietly, I sit, and ponder, my pen in hand
Upon cold shoulders, an old sweater pulled close
As varied in color, as my thoughts so far away.
My mind is lost in wakened dream
While trees are tossed about in winter wind
And leaves are dead beneath the snowy mounds
A fire glows, the storm that keeps me bound
One shard of light from neighbor's home
Across the hill, a distant mile
The dimness as a room from winter sighs
While I write the words of heartfelt lullabies
The day is sadder than the words I've found
So somber is the day that keeps me bound
I steal away this moment as I dream
A cup of tea...a gloomy day
A peek beyond the window pane may bring the sun
A glimpse of mountain, pastures deep, 
Or a simple glimpse of one who sleeps..
A quiet chance to free my soul
In just a brief, but but deeply felt
Departure from the ordinary things..
I explore my thoughts, search my heart, look at my world
Or often, simply find a memory to unfold
I gather unsorted beginnings, middles and ends...
Taking new directions, exploring unknown places
Stumbling through my mind are puzzle pieces
Watching the words tumble into something unintended, 
Unfolding, exploding and falling into orderly chaos
Yet , my feelings, cleansing, pleasing, soul releasing...
The end result perhaps not as beneficial to the reader
But a satisfying journey traveled
By myself..... and for myself, as one creating
On this somber colored day that keeps me bound...

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