A day like tomorrow looms
out of the sodden ashes
of yesterday yearning
for an ending of sorts.
Sadness drips from the
trees colder than rain
charcoal-black into grass
grazed by thin-flanked deer
and how can the birds sing
when so much is to come
so dense and dark and how
do they know it will end?
I don’t.
Heartfelt sadness…a sombre pillow in uncertainty. Jane your words resonate a deep sadness. I pray you are well. Take care.❤
Thank you for wondering, Suzette, it’s just the inevitable seasonal change. I get very low and sick when the temperature drops. I’ll be fine come spring 🙂
Blessings to you, Jane. Sending you good vibes⭐⭐❤😊⭐⭐⚘☕
Thanks Suzette 🙂
You are most welcome, Jane😊
Sending this link to a beautiful song. https://youtu.be/1io3BsfM53s
Thank you 🙂
🙂
Sadness that’s “colder” and “charcoal-blacked.” Nature and our feeling affirm each other.
I hope you are very well.
Thank you for asking. The season has turned for me and my condition is kicking in. Set for three months of misery, cold and depression. Don’t expect much cheer from me, it’s pathological.
I understood that you have been unwell. You went quiet. Are things getting brighter?
The dark mood from the November challenge is leaking into December. (K)
I’m afraid I’m going to be a misery for the next few months.
I hope some light shows up and shines through.
I’m looking out for it.
Very movingly evoked. I hope you are okay
Thank you. I get ill when the temperature drops. Winter has begun.
You’re welcome
I am so sorry to hear this…
It’s one of those things that is too rare to get much research and usually the people who have it are also sick with really serious things, so the CAD is a minor concern. I’m one of the lucky handful who don’t have anything else so I get to enjoy it in all its awful isolation.
Many blessings always in your struggles and your easier times
Thank you 🙂 Roll on spring.
❤️❤️