New leaf

30 Sep


It ends now.

A strange month.

Hope as pure as the fresh-from-womb-shining infant that fills the air with the smell of milk and birth.

Disappointment as bleak as winter, cloaked in sorrow, burdened with impossible, thwarted expectations.

Yearning as keen as a knife-edge, a desperate, relentless, sharp blade cutting far deeper than flesh.

Admiration for something, someone, whose beauty, poise and innocence has struck me dumb.

In these changing trees I see a thousand colors.

And a new leaf.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Photo stolen from theAgonoize


Posted by on September 30, 2013 in D/s, Poetry, Still Life


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10 responses to “New leaf

  1. b.l. ronan

    September 30, 2013 at 9:47 pm

    Eloquence escapes me. Raw and beautiful.


  2. amykrohn

    October 1, 2013 at 3:21 am

    I loved the line beginning with “Disappointment…” Thanks for this interesting blog:)


  3. hotlilmess

    October 1, 2013 at 4:56 am

    i really enjoyed this writing. i have now come back to read it a few times. Something so magical about this one…


  4. brushedwithmystery

    October 3, 2013 at 7:57 am

    Thank you!


  5. bpnana

    October 3, 2013 at 10:42 pm

    Wow! I needed to read something beautiful that gets to the devastating heart of love.



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