Pinky Blues Poetry

Allgemein, Gedankenblasen, Mystic, Photography, Poetry by Sovely Matters9. Nov 20206. Nov 2020

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Pinky Blues

Flowers To Dance In Rain

Outside a gray November day
For a moment it stopped raining
Though sunlight is nowhere to be found
Uncountable tiny water drops
Floating in the air, obscuring my view
My world is wrapped in cotton
Creepy wet coldness sneaks up on me
I’m feeling numb and restless
My eyes are wandering around
Some bright sparkling moments
Are nowhere to be found
All of a sudden my heart jumps for joy
Between nature’s faded colors
In spite of all circumstances
Beautiful orange and pink smiles at me
Passionately alive, a huge energy boost
I’m wrapped within the magic of the moment
I feel the strength of my heart
Recharged and ready to move on
Flowers are dancing in the rain

euonymus europaeus
Giftiges Europäisches Pfaffenhütchen
Poisoning European Spindle

Pinky Blues

Blumen Zum Tanzen Im Regen

Draußen ein grauer Novembertag
Für den Moment hörte es auf zu regnen
Obwohl sich Sonnenlicht hier dennoch nirgends findet
Unzählige winzige Wassertropfen
In der Luft schwebend und meine Sicht verdeckend
Meine Welt ist in Watte gehüllt
Gruselige nasse Kälte schleicht sich an mich heran
Ich fühle mich taub und unruhig
Meine Augen wandern herum
Strahlende Momente sind nirgends zu finden
Plötzlich springt mein Herz vor Freude
Zwischen den verblassten Farben der Natur
Allen Umständen zum Trotze
Wunderschönes Orange und Pink lächeln mich an
Leidenschaftlich lebendig, ein enormer Energieschub
Ich bin in die Magie des Augenblicks gehüllt
Ich fühle die Kraft meines Herzens
Aufgeladen und bereit zum Weitermachen
Blumen tanzen im Regen

10 Comments

haluise on 9. Nov 2020 at 09:47
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Reblogged this on haluise.

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haluise on 9. Nov 2020 at 09:48
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und dadrüber kichert die sonne…luise

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1. Sovely Matters on 9. Nov 2020 at 15:31
  
  Hihi, dankeschön!
  
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Dancing to Words of A Poet on 9. Nov 2020 at 17:24
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Ever danced, ran, dashed, skipped and/or walked in the rain?

I did as a child. Sometimes I did it barefoot; covertly out of sight of stern but diverted eyes.

That is how your poem
Made me feel.

I love love love that feeling!

Thanks so much!!!

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1. Sovely Matters on 9. Nov 2020 at 18:33
  
  Thank you for commenting, I very much like that memory as well, and to be very honest – I still do that, I mean dancing in the rain.
  
  All the best, Sovely
  
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Cindy Georgakas on 9. Nov 2020 at 19:45
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Beautiful! ❤️ Cindy

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1. Sovely Matters on 9. Nov 2020 at 21:58
  
  Thanks so much, dear Cindy. All the best to you. Yours, Sovely
  
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2. Cindy Georgakas on 9. Nov 2020 at 23:14
  
  You’re so welcome and thanks so much!!!
  
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M Jay Dixit on 11. Nov 2020 at 04:25
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This is so beautifully written! Lovely poetry :))

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1. Sovely Matters on 11. Nov 2020 at 20:09
  
  Jay, thank you so much. I very much appreciate your words. All the best to you. Yours, Sovely
  
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