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dVerse Quadrille #83

HERE COMES THE SUN

All this white
before my eyes,
this clear clot
above the sky.

Heat rolls in,
warms
the cold bones
of morning.

It massages
its salve in me,
a weightless
shadowed flicker.

Morning
believes in its
own dreams,
and it whispers… Here comes the sun.

 

 

for dVerse Quadrille #83 “Sun” ©️ Misky 2019

Misky

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7 responses to “dVerse Quadrille #83”

  1. peterfrankiswrites avatar
    peterfrankiswrites

    Such a clever piece – I particularly liked the ambiguity in the imagery – the sun both as a ‘clear clot’ and a kind of obscuring whiteness. The sun is coming for better and for worse.

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    1. Misky avatar
      Misky

      I used to love summer heat, but as I age, it’s become a mixed blessing. I tend to scurry into shade now. 🥴

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  2. Frank Hubeny avatar
    Frank Hubeny

    I like the thought of morning believing in its own dreams.

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  3. Grace avatar
    Grace

    I like the slow progression of that heat, warming the old bones then coming of the sun.

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  4. robtkistner avatar
    robtkistner

    Excellent write Misky. I was held attentive through the read, thank you for sharing this! 🙂 Heat is not my friend either… 🙂

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  5. Victoria C. Slotto avatar
    Victoria C. Slotto

    That last stanza and the stand-along line–delicious. Nice imagery in this.

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  6. Truedesssa avatar
    Truedesssa

    I too like the last stanza. I have that song lyric “here comes the sun” looping in my head.

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