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Waiting

30 Nov

 

A pale

silver-gold

wintry sun

caresses

the walls

and strokes

the furnishings.

 

This late

November afternoon

is silent

hushed

and still.

 

Yet with one eye

half-open

as if waiting

for something

or someone.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Written in another November. Yet it feels like today.

Art by Hamish Blakely

 
13 Comments

Posted by on November 30, 2019 in Poetry, Still Life

 

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13 responses to “Waiting

  1. patti o'malley (@OzoneparkPatti)

    November 30, 2019 at 6:35 pm

    Anticipation..

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  2. Monika Vähämäki

    November 30, 2019 at 7:19 pm

    ❤️🌹

    Den lör 30 nov. 2019 15:21A Faded Romantic’s Notebook skrev:

    > Romantic Dominant posted: ” A pale silver-gold wintry sun caresses the > walls and strokes the furnishings. This late November afternoon is silent > hushed and still. Yet with one eye half-open as if waiting ” >

    Liked by 1 person

     
  3. Muntazir

    December 1, 2019 at 4:26 am

    The imagery is so peaceful

    Liked by 1 person

     
  4. thereluctantpoet

    December 2, 2019 at 1:17 am

    Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.

    Liked by 1 person

     
  5. Tiffany

    December 2, 2019 at 1:21 am

    Cliffhanger…. I wonder what happens next.

    Liked by 1 person

     

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