daffodils
silently trumpet
the new moon
that crept in
softly and unseen as a
cat on padded feet
•
~Melanie Thomason
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oh my, you’ve captured such a lovely moment
Much appreciated 🙂
There’s something about daffodils. I have always found them both beautiful and a bit dusturbing. Is it the shape, colour, I don’t know. Or maybe it is this feature you captured in this piece. Silent, softly, unseen… it actually made me feel a bit uneasy. As if there was a secret agrement between daffodils and cats (predators? :-)). One attracts attention and lures, hypnotises, while the other slowly circles around tou in the tall grass. Well, to be honest the whole world is against us (or I should say laughs at our delusions of being in control of anything) if even the new moon creeps in without a warning sign…
A few lines, a lot of thoughts. That’s what I love.
And that you get so much out of my few lines is what I love!
Thank you. Your comments do me good 😉
So sweet and lovely.
Thank you 😀
OMG it let me write n this one.
LOL I know! Yeah 😀
Wow .. I love this 🙂
Thank you 🙂
daffodils silently trumpet…. love that, so apt
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