blue moon (39/365) (Photo credit: Tim Geers)
Navy black depression
Too many coffees consumed
This desperate day
Without rhyme or reason
In doubt and dismay
Crosses your brittle thoughts
Like a lost memory
All of these colours
Just fading away
Just the light you can’t see
© Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved
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Some days are just like that.
Yep, thankfully I wrote this some time ago so I doesn’t reflect my current mood. Mind you, I go back to work in about three days time, so it may well do so before long, LOLOL!! 🙂 🙂
Oh my, I have lived there too often in my life. I am all about never returning now. This was perfect in its description. I am sooooo glad you are not there now!! And, do NOT let work bring you there. Big hugs, Sis!!
🙂 Thanks dear Sis!! xxx
Can you imagine they want to remove indigo from the science curriculum (ROY G. BIV, part of the rainbow) because the color is too complicated? I joke to my students that their children will complain about having to memorize the colors of the rainbow as R.V. 🙂
Wow, that’s fascinating – thanks for sharing Chris!! And I agree, what a loss indigo would be!! 🙂
Momma said there’d be days like this….. (smiles) xxxx
Yep, thanks dear Sis!! : 🙂 xxx
Dark and beautiful.
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
Love the title, love the poem – great work.
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂