Do you glitter inside –
thinking bright thoughts and happiness?
Or are you darkness in your soul –
stashing sins in pockets or suitcases?
Shimmery sunshine smiles for all to see –
yet when alone, are you handcuffed to your grief?
The crescent moon grins in the night sky –
yet the gloom it wears, is visible to the naked eye.
Glitter and radiate in the warm sun –
if that’s what you must do to function.
When the door shuts and night descends –
Take off your mask. With me, you needn’t pretend.
Photograph by FlyTrapMan (Click here to visit and follow his blog). ❤
An excellent foray through
a corridor of darkness.
Great piece of writing Rose. 🎭
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Oh, you are the sweetest! Thank you so much, Alan. I do enjoy going down those dark corridors with you — watch out; I may be hiding behind a door, ready to say, “Boo!” 👻👻👻
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Lol. 😀
Scary ghosts by the way.
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🙂 Thank you! xo
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Did you vote, my friend?
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Of course, silly! xo
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Thank you!!! xo
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You were WAY in the lead.
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Oh, I Iike this one a lot. It’s really very good. Anyway, must dash. Off to do some glittering.
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Haha! Thanks BunK!! You are so busy with ALL those glittering comments you’ve been getting — WOW! Your blog is out of control 🙂 Thanks for taking the time to still visit. ❤
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Oh, the Poet Rummager site is one of my favorite’s Rose. I’ll keep turning up like a bad penny no matter what. 🙂
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Thank you, darling! I LOVE your site. Bad penny? More like a naughty gold bullion! 😉
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Hey, thanks a bullion! 🙂
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😀
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e) all of the above
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At least you’re not boring! 😀
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not really part of my emotional genetic historical make-up kit 😉
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What a mouthful, and that’s okay! You’re still on my cool guy list.
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oh no! it feels as though i’ve slipped down a few rungs..
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NO WAY! Why would you think that?? I’m sorry for not being able to visit and comment as often. My life is CRAZY.
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phew. won’t have wasted my $ on the SEATAC res..
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Haha! Let me know if you’re ever in town. I’ll meet you for coffee. Gotta run errands — Have a super Sunday 🙂
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I love this. Thanks for sharing!
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Thanks Rachel!
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Loved it all; my favourite line was “stashing sins in pockets or suitcases.” That’s magical imagery.
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I would love to go through your pockets and suitcases! Lol. Thanks Oggy😍
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Too many people feel the need to wear two faces in life. It utilizes more of one’s energy typically without the reward of happiness and satisfaction. I see the message in this poem frequently. At what age in life do we take on this responsibility to morph with our surroundings. Children find great joy in creating their own reality. Adults take great joy in watching children play in this manner. What causes the disconnect that makes people become structured personalities rather than remaining free to be themselves? I like the way you end the poem. You provide personal salvation to all those in need. For me, this was a powerful poem. Thank you for sharing it!
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Hmm. Interesting. I think my persona in the bedroom with my husband is much different than the one I share at church (not that I go there often), but I can certainly see where I’d tone down the moaning a bit 😜
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There is a soup of glitter and darkness inside xp
I like the intimate tone… thank you, Rose ☺
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Ah, your words make me want to eat more soup, Francis😘 Soup is warm and delicious! Thank you, Francis💌
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Yummy? yours is an unexpected answer, and is warm and delicious as well 😀
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Isn’t it great to have someone who can see through all the glitter 🙂
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Definitely Inese! My husband has seen me glitterless, and he’s still around!😉 I love that photo of you, by the way. Some women have lifeless fox stoles, yet there you are with a real live fox in your arms!!! Brilliant and sweet💝
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Thank you 🙂 It is from a photo shoot. You know, SEO doesn’t advise changing profile pictures, so I am afraid I will have this one forever 😉 Yours is a great picture – I love the vantage point, and your look from under that gorgeous hat 🙂
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A photo shoot — yes, you do have a model-esque quality about you! Aw, thanks Inese! My gorgeous hat was a thrift store find last summer, but I get a lot of compliments on it 🙂
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I am holding the model in my arms 😉
Thrift stores – amazing places where I get my props 🙂
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Great piece Rose
I’m always looking for a dark corner to hold up in
Sheldon
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Thanks Sheldon! You can always use one of my corners. I hope you don’t mind spiders, vampires or things with fangs… they tend to hang out here 🙂
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Ahhh — the grinning crescent moon — a very rare astronomical phenomenon! The moon is usually quite sad and tends to frown.
Nice poem! Personally, I would have thought you preferred the red glitter (or the purple).
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Well, you’d know about the moon, wouldn’t you? I think it smiles to hide its gloom. It doesn’t like the stars feeling sorry for it. 🌜 By the way, didn’t you see the lunar moon cycle I posted for you in my comment line in my “I Melt” poem?
You’re right… I would’ve preferred your red ones, but my poem needed glitter to match the words “shimmery sunshine smiles.” All that glitters isn’t gold, but in this case, yeah, it was 🙂 I’m sure I’ll use the red one of these days.
Where’d you get all the lovely glitter?
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The glitter was part of an ornament.
Shimmery sunshine smiles — say that 3x fast! Haha
I’m going to go hunt for that mysterious astronomical emote-thing-glyph…wish me luck!
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If a fudpucker could puck fud, how much fud could a fudpucker puck if a fudpucker could puck fud? SAY THAT 3X FAST! 😈😈😈
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Very clever…I can’t do it!…I keep saying a few words which I’m not supposed to. And I think you know what they are! Haha
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Bwhahahaha😜 I’d like for you to try it in front of me one of these days😛
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Very nice!
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Thank you, T! ❥ ツ ღ ☻ ❥ ツ ღ ☻
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❥
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You asked for it!
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Haha! Scary but true!!
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[…] on Silly Little Rhymes that Poet Rummager had asked an interesting question. The above was my response. […]
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Truly superb, Kat! Bravo, darling!! 👏 ❤ 👏
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This poem , full of insight into the human mind.
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Thank you, sweet Paula!
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