Balanced On the Edge

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Watching Night Fall

Watching Night Fall on New Year’s Day

The sun sets like a dull penny, day’s final final push against the rain. A pot simmers, black-eyed peas and greens, and the savory smells of good luck and money fill the house. The Christmas tree in the neighbor’s window lights up. It was a quiet day. I blame my tears on the rain. Amber lamp light, reflected in the glass, soothes me.

a river of stones, micro poetry

black-eyed peas, greens, Rain

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Christine

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Barb

January 1, 2011 at 5:12 pm

Rain and sadness go hand in hand. Happy 2011 (starting tomorrow!)

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Barb

January 1, 2011 at 5:14 pm

Whoops – here’s my website – typed it in wrong above!

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odessa

January 1, 2011 at 5:23 pm

oh, i love this! and you.
have a wonderful new year, christine!
xxo, odessa

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christine

January 1, 2011 at 5:27 pm

Barb, thanks for stopping by! The link to your site didn’t come through.

Tanks, Odessa! Happy New Year.

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annie clarkson

January 1, 2011 at 5:38 pm

wow

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carolee

January 1, 2011 at 5:44 pm

some tears here, too, today. this is gorgeous, though, and like your amber, it soothes me. 🙂

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christine

January 1, 2011 at 11:56 pm

Argh! The tears! I hate to admit how good it feels to cry, even though being sad I could do without.

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James

January 3, 2011 at 10:50 am

Wow, this is really good… such a full moment.

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