5 am peaceful
wishing it were contented spirits
dusting the cement grass with glitter
not winter’s freeze
my dachshund’s paw prints
sweet as a postcard
one might send a faraway lover
I linger in the numbing quiet
let the moment warm this blanketed silence
hushed low like swimming beneath water
where despair drowns then floats away
in bubbles and dancing reflections
don’t want to twist the frozen doorknob
and go back inside
I’d love to remain out here
5 am
with the sparkling dust
and all that glitters
in the beauty of this silence
when the world is so peaceful
Rudolph Hug
drawn a few years back with watercolor marker, acrylic, and a dab of prisma pencil
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Love this, AM! You do have the gift for whimsy. Congrats on the success!
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thank you so very much, V.J.
am:)
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Nice how you ended with a Christmas carol. Endearing image of Rudolph hug. I feel the love in their expressions. ❤
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gotta try for Christmas’y – this time of year:)
thank you, Olga
am:)
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This poem feels like a “newish” direction for you, AM–I like it. Reportage and naturalism mixed with longing. More.
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I’m all over the place, DS
snowflake…for a moment a pattern then…Frosty disappears
thank you
am:)
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Sometimes the best thing you can do is to hang out with reindeer. They understand.
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absolutely – those big soulful eyes –
am:)
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