drink

one foot in Pause's
door unravelled, by tones wined
into rain's chalice

(featured image credit: Pixabay)

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Davy D August 4, 2017 Reply

Got to admit you have got me on this one Vanessa. Any clues? I’m thinking a mixture of wine and bad weather is creating some deep reflections 🙂

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1. saynotoclowns August 5, 2017 Reply
  
  Wow. You are spot on, Detective 🙂 That’s exactly what happened. I guess telling you about the rain haha, nice work… Cold night by fire, some much needed wine, listening to Fink’s fabulous stuff, some melancholic reflection…a story formed but a haiku came out instead 🙂
  I always appreciate the time you take. Thank you!
  (And this includes a post caffeine edit!)
  
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  1. Davy D August 5, 2017 Reply
    
    I look forward to your poetry Vanessa and it keeps the old grey matter on its toes 🙂
    
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    1. saynotoclowns August 5, 2017 Reply
      
      I’m honoured! Thank you.
      
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Aurora Phoenix August 5, 2017 Reply

fabulous!

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1. saynotoclowns August 5, 2017 Reply
  
  Thank you!! ❤
  
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Ward Clever August 5, 2017 Reply

Fink is a great band. You got me hooked when you posted their Shakespeare. Perfect for dovetailing with reflection, or for starting new contemplations.

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