Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Brooding Skies ...

Can sometimes open weary eyes ... A beautiful low-level clouds display at sunset.




"Brooding Skies"


@Copyrighted Photograph, September 2011.  All Rights Reserved.





... Do you ever get a song stuck in your head?  How about a word ... words?  Well I had two words weaving in and out of my conscious thought this day (who knows, maybe in my subconscious as well ... perhaps where they first came to life?).  The two words were:  melancholy and superfluous.  An odd combination?  Well, didn't think I was melancholy, but sometimes I feel superfluous ; ) 

Anyhow, these two words rattled about in my sleepy, sleep-deprived head all day.  Was not until making dinner this evening, while sipping on a nice merlot, that I was finally able to weave these two words into a short write and thus set them free ...



Melancholy thoughts, seeping forth unconsciously.
Stir melancholy words, weaving brooding tapestry
Now pouring out of me.
Saving grace of the melancholy write:
Words are not bled superfluously in deepest, darkest night.


@Copyrighted Poem: Isabelle Black Smith, September 2011.




What do you think?  Should this one remain titleless?  How about "Superfluously Melancholy"??

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Thanks for taking a moment to share your thoughts. I'll read them and post them soon! God Bless! M