Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Essential Oils-Are Wrung*

It's my shadow I long to woo.
Yet, last night I played tag with Sandman,
He was lonely too,
went beserk and spilled himself empty.

Shadow stains everything the color of rain,
we quibble about who is more real.
I'll kiss her the color of a frayed heart~
Try hard to duplicate the scent fullness.

Mishla

*{ An Emily D. line}

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6 comments:

  1. interesting take on the prompts and very imaginative

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  2. Loneliness does make one very reflective about life..."scent of fullness" is a nice phrase.

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  3. Ty, for your comments, Reshma. I enjoyed your post.

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  4. Shadow stains everything the color of rain ... love that line :)

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  5. Hi Loredana, TY for your comment!

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Love to read your positve-heartfelt thoughts.