Inspiration is a light and fickle lover
that does not follow the path of reason
it lands on a wandering cloud
running across the rooftops
with cheeky stray cats
and I'm waiting for it
seeking to tame the word
in the long falling rain.
Inspired whisper of silence
dressed in sweet melancholy
filling my heart with a nostalgia
played out over three saxo chords.
And then it cames back to me
like a child at fault
eager to be forgiven for its inconstancy.
Secret inspired whisper,
your elegant mystery
adorned with the all seasons colors.
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Author:
Ellen (Pseudonym) (
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Comments4
The inspired whisper is dressed in simplicity .
Thank you!
A really emotional and captivating write!
Awesome use of metaphor,
to read a digh!!
Best wishes Thad
Thanks so much for reading!
Beautiful imagery.
Thanks a lot!
much enjoyed
Thank you!
welcome
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