Overcast Puddles

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An autumn 
sun brightly 
glowing
in a 
cloudless sky
filters 
through
my office 
window

as I can
only stare
at an overcast 
puddle 
of teardrops
formed in
the shape of
your 
sadness
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Faulkner Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 1:56 PM
'teardrops/formed in/the shape of/your sadness' - that is exquisite, Chris, so skillful!
Green Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 2:16 PM
Thanks so much Michelle. I appreciate your visit today.
Andresen Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 12:43 PM
- We had many beautiful days in October, but still ...  autumn brings death and winter blanket - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Green Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 1:02 PM
I know my friend, but down here it will not get really cold until late January. Thanks for stopping by Anne-Lise.
There Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 12:01 PM
and the sun isn't enough on some days... been there, my friend, as we all have, i'm sure. here, there is a sun that always seems to manage to lift the spirits... thank you for your generous offerings <3
Green Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 12:17 PM
Thank you for your wonderful comment my friend. I know my spirits are always lifted when you stop by.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 11:59 AM
I love the poetics, beautifully captured. xomo
Green Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 12:16 PM
Thanks so very much Maureen. : )
Sands Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 11:12 AM
What a stark comparison Chris. Well written :)
Green Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 11:19 AM
Thank you again my friend for all of the kindness you show me.
Rodrigues Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 10:55 AM
We wonder whose sadness...yours or a loved one. Is it your reflection in the window. And that a poet stares wanting to be elsewhere...etc.. a cool brevity write. And hey, not looking for answers...just musing.
Rodrigues Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 11:42 AM
The muse dictates...we listen, we write and others add color to the imagination
Green Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 11:17 AM
No problem, I have some of the same questions. : ) Thanks so much Kim.
Adams Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 10:55 AM
such comfort, falling down, in the beauty of your words, i linger within just to pick myself up again.... love this my friend, whenever i feel down i should just come to your page and savor the beauty of your words because they always fall so gracefully across the page and brighten the gloomiest of days... :) hugs
Green Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 11:18 AM
You are welcome to stop by anytime you like my friend, your company is always a bright spot in my world. Thank you so much Sandy.
Michael Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 10:53 AM
I like this...a duality of emotions...
Green Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 11:17 AM
Thanks so very much Arturo. I am glad you liked this.
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