autumn rain
is like waking up
during surgery
staring at the operating lights as they dig around in your chest to remove a tumor
it seems endless
as you blink black dots
paralyzed and numb
winter rain
is like
dying on the table
and finding out you still have bills to pay
very very very good
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thank you. they all feel new to me
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I’m contemplating a response to this…
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feel free. This was one of those I’m still awake at two in the morning and my brain won’t stop until I write more. I know it is abstract but it feels right to me.
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Let me think about it. I haven’t gotten in writing mode today yet
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Autumn rain and morning dew
Clothe reds, yellows, and oranges
It’s like waking up in a fairy tale
On a rainbow or in a sunset
Staring out the window under a warm blanket contemplating the beauty of change
It seems endless
Serene, hypnotic
Can’t look away from the sea of color
On its heels is the winter snow
The white enchantress
Quiet temptation
It’s like waking up
And discovering a brand-new world exists
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That went in a different direction than mine. There is a sense of hope. It’s great.
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That was my intent.
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