Swell grief
Sail me to
Still waters
Parquet floors
Worn smooth
By unsteady feet
Tipsy twirling
Let’s lie down together
Interlocking fingers
Remember for us both
So I may forget
Four spheres
Anchored around me
Held motionless by
Rag rug coils
Inert, still
One by one
In my careful grasp
I hold them
Up to the light
Dust particles dance
Waltzing sunbeams
Around the room
Eye meets glass
A puzzle to pick apart
Are all choices thus
Mind palace
Brought to life
Its simple decor
Suits me well
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Those three S's in a row. I love it. 👶🏾The photo is so alive. If you look hard enough, the babies are moving. Is that you facing us? I'm so sorry if I am wrong 🙈🙊 👶🏾Those three first lines really got me in my feels. They were so light, soft and glittered with emotion. I looked up parquet flooring. Your attention to detail is always top notch. 👶🏾The slow dancing pace of this. Is really enjoyable. I find myself highlighting two lines each time and settling there for a bit. 👶🏾Rag rug coils. I do like this 👌🏾 I like the shift from dust particles dancing to waltzing sunbeams. 👶🏾The glass being a puzzle to pick apart was such a grounding imagery. It's simple decor suits me well. Wow. Such effortless writing, yet so deep so intricate in its metre. Wise in the way it held on to thought and reason. I can never be anything less than blown away by your work. A round of applause to you, Aspen 🤗 ❤️ 🖤 👏🏾 👏🏾
All the emotions. Lass. Gorgeous work. Thoughtful and philosophical. Love the pairing of it with the pic and the bit when the words start right down to when the words end. 😉
This is gorgeous!! Like a jumble of thoughts and sights alike brought to life in written form, if that makes sense!
Well-wrought! Dust particles in sunbeams--we only see them when the light is just right. We are stardust floating in the light, too, I suppose. "We are stardust. We are golden."
That’s beautifully meditative! It feels like time itself slowed down to read this one. Serene and sorrowful! The imagery of “dust particles dance” is quietly stunning. 🥰
Mind palace brought to life, I especially loved that! Your photo is so adorable!