Restless
I am restless
into the falling leaves
gold feeling
slight and chest painful
don't know where to go
what to want
only missing ... something
Cat's in the duck food, I just watch
little golden barrels fly across the greeness of the carpet
just out of reach
the air, the atmosphere is gold too
spreading light
trapped
to the leaves
where it glows.
posted by Echo at 2:33 PM
4 Comments:
wow ...
this is exactly how i've been feeling.
What to want indeed. Or why to want maybe.
My best to you
It's beautiful what you did with the colors here:
"spreading light
trapped
to the leaves
where it glows."
lovely images.
Thanks for coming to my blog today.
wow... fabulous!
how beautifully you've related that restlessness to the movement in the nature created by falling leaves and the color yellow which is very energetic...
this poem shines like gold...
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