imaginarygarden A Splash of Rust & Gold ~ Micro Poetry Imagined By Kerry O’Connor
Yesterday, it was raining embers,
gold and red dropping like tongues
of fire, liars each, just leaves from
weeping trees lying in smoldering
heaps of spent energy. Drying, dying,
today’s dismal elegy to death.
*it was raining embers from –Boey Kim Cheng, “Clear Brightness”
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This is fantastic, Debi. Such impact in your choice of words.
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Thank you
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Oh, an autumnal elegy to death. Perfect!
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The word choices to depict the wonders of the fall is fantastic.
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oh, this reminds me of the fall trees, how the leaves fall like so many rust colored pieces of rain. love it!
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Nice little tale, Debi, of the day and night before the death, I’ve been where the eulogy was like that. Death seemed imminent so enjoy while those who care weep.
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Autumn in embers of gold – beautiful.
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a sharp Fall metaphor of endings
much love…
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with these words, I see your autumn in liquid lava
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oooh, that’s lovely
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Well that’s depressing … I shall eat some chocolate to cheer myself. >
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Save me one. esp., a Toblerone, a big bar
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I love Toblerone. Yum!
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Oh dear–a very fully carried through metaphor–fall where we are right now is awfully beautiful, but I know what you mean.Thanks. k.
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Oh my, I know winter is ’round the corner now Nice write!
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Stunningly gorgeous.
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Thank you Rosemary
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