Clear, starry nights with no moon, no pollution, and no time I need to get up. The Hawaiian shirt John gave me that’s missing a button right where my gut sticks out, but I wear it anyway. And that one character in Miami Vice who had a bit part, one of the other cops who wore his hair slicked back and Hawaiian shirts like this. Golden leaves shimmer in the breeze like dragon scales. The day extends out, the night short with the urgency of the next one on its heels. I think we make the mistake of not knowing how good we have it and then we miss it when it’s gone. Silhouettes of trees against the failing light and the last birds, different colors before dark, the time of bats, the first stars. What dreams we fall into and from what bedsides we rise. And how I miss the beach, the reassurance of the tide going out like some rhythm of life that we’re all a part of but forget, the relief of letting go of our selves.
Categories: Memoir, microblogging, prose, writing
Sometimes one desire at a time would touch the heavens of enjoyments. But by nature, dreams surpass any time span, they encompass ages in moments.
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You sound like a prophet, you! Thank you for this Keshav, I will read that again and again…
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i love your comparison to the miami vice guy with a bit part
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I love that you love that Beth! Thanks for letting me know, and for reading…be well.
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excellent, rhythm of life, and you’ve been turn, turning some phrases, I really like “…the night short with the urgency of the next one on its heels.”
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Thanks old pal! Appreciate your loyal readership, always relish your cool comments. I worked on that phrase so I’m happy it landed with you. We lost 17 seconds of daylight yesterday, I read.
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I love that someone keeps track of those 17 seconds, i’m not even sure what day it is sometimes
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“Dragon scales”
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Thank you to Smaug for that image there…thank you, for reading!
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Absolutely love the description. It is so free, exuding of positive beams, longing and could visualize an American romance in the making. Give thought to make collection of short stories or novella out of it.
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Hey Vishal! Thanks for this and for the encouragement…”an American romance in the making.” Like the sound of that, thank you for reading my friend and be well.
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