Rose Petals in The Wind


A cold moon rises

Among layer upon layer

Of smoke colored clouds

Lightning and rain, in a

Sheet of silver – quivering in the sky

Thunder – booms and booms again

And the air is throbbing with it

Beautiful and in hopeless disarray

Rose petals whirling in the wind

I inhale and my heart

Grows bright

I exhale, the mind

Passes away – like

This poem

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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