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Mindset
My mind is like a sunset
A buildup of thoughts, scattered
Like stratus on the horizon
Dark and gloom for morning and noon
Until dusk spikes my mood
And paints the corners of my imagination
In plum, magenta, and topaz ray
So beautiful, it can stop traffic
But only for a moment
Such beauty is lost, a painful cost
For being raw and true
And suddenly, my hues
Have reverted, to polluted gray.
A buildup of thoughts, scattered
Like stratus on the horizon
Dark and gloom for morning and noon
Until dusk spikes my mood
And paints the corners of my imagination
In plum, magenta, and topaz ray
So beautiful, it can stop traffic
But only for a moment
Such beauty is lost, a painful cost
For being raw and true
And suddenly, my hues
Have reverted, to polluted gray.
Published 30th Jan 2022
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31st Jan 2022 3:57am
Dear TTF,
Beautiful metaphor and imagery in this poem. I enjoyed the comparison of the sky and sunset to that of thoughts and imagination. I like the idea of a blast of vivid beauty but catch it quickly as it changes into something else, just as the mind does. Terrific write. H🌷
Beautiful metaphor and imagery in this poem. I enjoyed the comparison of the sky and sunset to that of thoughts and imagination. I like the idea of a blast of vivid beauty but catch it quickly as it changes into something else, just as the mind does. Terrific write. H🌷
10th Feb 2022 3:26am
Love the idea of thoughts building up through the day to burst out in a sunset of colorful contemplation in the eve. Quite true for me. The ending varies by the day though in my experience—sometimes the moon & stars shine, while others bring rain. Such a great metaphor!! 😍
