1 September


-the scarlet kiss of sunrise
it's just a very feathery thing


Easily lost in the brighter, mirrored light of day
that habitual, familiar, circular light
which shoots it's well oiled promises out
like traveling salesmen who come to  push their swaying tonics
and close their deals with sparks in an inky sky

so we slip, wet and zombie-like
into the holes of doubt







Comments

  1. Brian Miller1 September 2013 at 09:40

    we slip wet and zombie like into holes of doubt...dang, that close gave me a bit of a shiver....

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  2. Gail1 September 2013 at 10:14

    WOW! I agree with Brian. Great job and love your mission statement at the top.

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  3. Anonymous1 September 2013 at 11:43

    That's a good response to the challenge, and a great closing line ~ M

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  4. flaubert1 September 2013 at 11:57

    Very nicely done. I see we both mentioned market selling. Funny where the words take us.

    Pamela

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  5. Mary1 September 2013 at 14:08

    The holes of doubt gives me pause for thought!!

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  6. Sherry Blue Sky1 September 2013 at 14:13

    Wow. From the hope of sunrise to the "holes of doubt". That sounds like any given day, all right. So well penned!

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  7. Myrna R.1 September 2013 at 15:11

    I was going to say I love the ending, but really I love it all. You wrote something so meaningful. Makes me want to stay centered today and be aware when doubt lurks about. Really good writing.

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  8. Anonymous1 September 2013 at 15:18

    indeed, September does appear to have that effect... i love the traveling salesmen metaphor, & altogether a nice tight use of the wordled words

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  9. brenda w1 September 2013 at 16:31

    The end of the piece is fantastic. I liked it all, but the ending is killer! Love it.

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  10. daphnepurpus1 September 2013 at 20:44

    I really enjoyed this--wonderful!!

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  11. Sumana Roy2 September 2013 at 05:36


    scarlet sunrise, sparks in an inky sky, slip, wet, zombie like... love the play of contrasts.. :)

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  12. Old Egg2 September 2013 at 05:59

    This is a metaphoric paradise for the reader.

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  13. Misky2 September 2013 at 09:34

    That last line is simply stunning.

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  14. Unknown2 September 2013 at 10:57

    Very nicely penned. I love the imagery and the contrasts. Thank you for sharing.

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  15. humbird2 September 2013 at 22:26

    Your images somehow very close to mine...I love the last line...very cool!

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  16. Margaret4 September 2013 at 20:38

    ...well oiled promises... the sunrise doesn't always make good on its promise... or is it us that don't reach our full potential? Either way, I loved this. Beautiful words.

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  17. Dorianna (paintswithwords.com4 September 2013 at 23:50

    like the metaphor of the salesman with false promise..it is true, not every sunrise, glorious though it may appear, creates a day of good will, and it does seem at the end of the day that we have been tricked by the 'scarlet kiss'

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  18. veronica5 September 2013 at 06:23

    Yes, as someone commented, it reminds one to stay mindful throughout the day. A lovely piece. I love the feathery sunlight.

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  19. Katie Mia Frederick8 September 2013 at 14:59

    The waves of doubt and hope are like the seas that allow all of sees as ONE for C in case one calls IT Christian or even JUST IT

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