Sometimes it’s clear
there wasn’t much to say.
Some days words are woven into tapestries
of vivid hues and diamond bright
But other days words are wrapped around night,
just vast blackness,
nothing for a reader to hold onto
to pull themselves into the light.
“Some days are diamonds, some days are stones.”
Not even coal, that might give a little warmth? How cruel you are! lol
Everyday is what you make it.
make every day
Some days are sand, and slip through the fingers.
and like water on dry earth, the are lost in the bowels of time
and that is what
the Titan meant
by wordless Fire:
Thank you, dear. You inspire!
sometimes, words are what you need to make your world go round… Inspirational and emotional work of art…
Sometimes they are just faces you pass on your way home, till you recognize one that make you smile, or frown
Sometimes we need the icy cold dark to appreciate the bright light. Words like life.