Today's drizzle
projected my sadness
onto the garden.
Rose petals shed
shamelessly in the breeze.
Seasons stopped in
gray solemnity;
music ceased.
Grisly clouds crouched
near the fence, as thecats cowered and
forgot to breathe.
I turned back
counting my steps
and shuddered.
counting my steps
and shuddered.
(c) Gay Reiser Cannon - 4.10.17
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Quadrille
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Quadrille
Bleak dreary day with these lines:
ReplyDeleteSeasons stopped in
gray seriousness;
music ceased.
Hope you are well ~ Hugs ~
Much better Grace. Thanks for commenting.
DeleteA drizzle can chill one's spirits. I liked the phrase "forgot to breathe" which implies tension that such a rain could bring even to the cats.
ReplyDeleteThough it is muted and the metaphor has a wide range of interpretations, this is meant as a commentary on the national mood these days. Not too political I hope.
ReplyDeleteLoved it...
ReplyDeleteI can sense the change in season, it feels like a dark time. Your imagery reflects the mood.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Good to see you again. Thanks for coming by!
DeleteI could feel the grisly gray drizzle in my bones reading this...
ReplyDeleteThanks Lynn. Good to see you again!
ReplyDeleteI liked the reflection of thoughts into nature, emphasizing the dismal mood.
ReplyDeleteGreat to see you. Thanks for joining in, Gay.
Thanks for hosting Mish. I know it's been a while. I can't say how it'll be going forward but hopefully I can find my voice again. (smiles)
ReplyDeleteI love your Quadrille of pathetic fallacy, Gay, especially 'Seasons stopped in
ReplyDeletegray seriousness'!
Exactly. Thanks for your comments and coming by.
DeleteAs you said, we are of a mind. Beautifully expressed here.
ReplyDeleteThank you Mary.
DeleteWe see our emotions reflected in the elements. Not a good day to feel miserable. Not even for cats.
ReplyDeleteYes, quite right. Thanks for stopping by!
DeleteThe grim side of drizzle is beautifully described here. Fool that I am, I like to walk in a soft drizzle, and see the other side!
ReplyDeleteThank you. Appreciate your comments. I like to walk in fog, drizzle & rain too.
Deletethe sadness expressed if so beautifully expressed. I turned back counting my steps - was like looking for when mistakes could have been avoided.
ReplyDeleteNicely created, building up bit by bit.
ReplyDeleteA lovely piece. Since I live in the high mountain desert now, I miss those deary gray drizzlie days, I realize I love them....I grow weary of sunshine....
ReplyDeleteThe world comes to a halt while one catches her breath...storms can be scary. Here in an alternate reality, the desert roasts in non-stop hundred plus days, and not a drop in sight. I'll trade you all the sunshine you might want for a little cup of rain.
ReplyDelete"I turned back, counted my steps, and shuttered." - Like counting your steps could offer protection from the day. There is much to shutter about lately.
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