Wings on the Edge Get link Facebook X Pinterest Email Other Apps September 02, 2019 Photography by Svetlana Belyaeva Life is a party on the edge of tears. Red is the perfect color for kiss and cry. A rose would never bloom without rain. ©Susie Clevenger 2019 The Sunday Muse #71 Get link Facebook X Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments Carrie Van HornSeptember 2, 2019 at 9:56 AMThat first line is brilliant and true! This is lovely Susie! I love it!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyMagaly GuerreroSeptember 2, 2019 at 12:42 PMWe need those storms, to remind us we're alive, to help us grow (strong). ReplyDeleteRepliesReplytonispencerSeptember 3, 2019 at 1:40 PMWe need the rain to make the roots go deep and strengthen us. My husband's roses love the rain and have started their series of blooming and will bloom until November, if we get rain!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment
Tantrum April 30, 2019 Ms. Rainbow enters the stage in her gown of charmeuse silk quoting Wordsworth and silences the sun’s soliloquy on his relationship with clouds. Her theatrics are more jealous tantrum than artful expression or love of poetry. For all her brilliant colors she only draws a moment’s adulation before her attraction begins to fade. ©Susie Clevenger 2019 #NaPoWriMo2019 Real Toads ~ The Tuesday Platform Read more
Dust Spew of Dragons August 15, 2020 I love dragon fields spewing August dust into rain barren clouds. The anger of summer at the end of its rope is theater I understand. Inevitable chokes with its curse, and the rib shredding of change doesn’t earn our applause. Sisters of sun and steamed pudding moon we know Autumn will soon arrive to taunt us with winter. ©Susie Clevenger 2020 The Sunday Muse #121 Read more
Pouring Water Into a Pessimist January 26, 2020 Can I swim the desert where the sea died or does sand filled lungs fear drowning? Out where my echo coughs with grit tomorrow is an erasure wind condemned to whisk a footprint’s progression into the mirage of never begun. Hope is a doorway placed in the middle of empty to pour a glass half full. The why is known…The can be encouraged. I am a river of one hoping to become a flood filled with dreamers. ©Susie Clevenger 2020 The Sunday Muse #92 Poets and Storytellers United ~ Writer's Pantry #4 Read more
That first line is brilliant and true! This is lovely Susie! I love it!
ReplyDeleteWe need those storms, to remind us we're alive, to help us grow (strong).
ReplyDeleteWe need the rain to make the roots go deep and strengthen us. My husband's roses love the rain and have started their series of blooming and will bloom until November, if we get rain!
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