tonight the sun
thought to slip away
– secret, unnoticed –
but has instead
become tangled
in the branches
of the plum
which sways as
close to the glow
as it might manage –
in just the same way
I once crossed
a kitchen floor
to taste the warmth
of your torch
against my lips
© Sarah Whiteley
Exquisitely beautiful!
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So lovely, especially the image of the sun, thinking to slip away unnoticed, getting tangled in the branches of the plum. How I would have loved to have written that line!
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❤ thank you!
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ENCAPTURED
A image or two
Ripe with associations
A memory shared
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Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! That should of course be “An image” not “A image”. Please amend for me if you please. Thank you.
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Superb, I love the image of the setting sun in the plum tree. ❤
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