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Reflections of a Wandering Mind

Wain moon waits Silver cloud Pillowed head, Dreams, dreamed, The sun awakes Silent mind listens Lipless whistles, Dance leaves dance, Crayon rainbow Melting pot spilt, Burnt sugar in Maple flavor, Dipped in morning dew Fingers linger Warm rays caress Mid-day, Lost twilight mage Magic glitter drips Lengthened shadows, smell of earth Time stream, Flows Eve of tomorrow Purple fire Darkness awaits Cyclops sky Where he hides The mind’s eye Face of the moon, Blinks indifference 02/01/2018

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 2/7/2018 1:33:00 PM

- I find the beauty in your lines ... let your thoughts fly, James :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

James Inman
Date: 2/7/2018 3:50:00 PM

What a sweet comment Anne-Lise. Thank you.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/6/2018 5:48:00 PM

It's really cool the way the poem itself "wanders" with the short lines and the great imagery. Very nice one, Ralph.

James Inman
Date: 2/6/2018 9:05:00 PM

Thanks Andrea, latest, yes, greatest, I hope not. It is actually about the sun traversing an ever changing sky through a day from sunrise till dusk, how in early morning the moon casts silver highlights onto the soft clouds as they melt in a rainbow of colors like the crayons melting into a burnt caramel as the sun rises which warms the earth causing the breeze to blow through trees. Then by mid-day the magic of night is gone and the rain falls creating a musky fragrance of dirt amongst the growing shadows, but time never stops and the purple ending of a beautiful sunset gives way to the indifferent moon. Too much explanation, I know.