©Clr`17
(a cherita)
even the sky seizes
sun rays hold steady
on a pale blue backdrop
tiny icicles form
eyelashes melt in liquid blue
exhaling white clouds
©Tournesol’17/11/28
or the above moment in Waka:
even the sky seizes
on a pale blue backdrop
sun rays hold steady
tiny icicles form
melting in liquid blues
exhaling white clouds
©Tournesol’17/11/28
Written for Micro Poetry Month #28
Tournesol dans un Jardin 
“eyelashes melt in liquid blue” loving that poetic flow described so gracefully! Beautifully done! 😀 ❤
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Thanks, it’s the story of my life once the cold season hits us. Soon I will have even icicles on my eyelashes…my eyes tear up easily:)
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I agree with wisewoman: “eyelashes melt in liquid blue”…so writerly!
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What a lovely word! “writerly”…I love that! 🙂
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Me too. It’s a great word.
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👍🏻
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Winter morning.. cold sunshine coming through your words! Thanks for sharing Cheryl Lynn!!!
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Thank you for your kind words, Rajani…it’s winter when you walk slower to avoid slipping and sliding 🙂
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Such beautiful imagery! “eyelashes melt in liquid blue / exhaling white clouds” Exquisite!
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Thanks so much, you have been so generous with your comments all through November…blessings x
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