Tagged: golden

in the golden haze

in the golden haze
of summer, memories grow
sticky, require a

good douse, only to get even
stickier shortly thereafter
.
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at the golden hour,

at the golden hour,
you prance across the cornfields
and look back at us,

admiring the way the light
hits our faces while watching you
.
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we will look back and

we will look back and
name these moments as golden
so much gratitude

amidst pain and suffering,
loss and never going back
.
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every moment is

(for mom on your birthday)

every moment is
golden – on the second of
your three birthdays this

year, we celebrate the whimsy,
wind ourselves up for the third
.
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the first day of fall

the first day of fall
tastes like something perfectly
charred, golden crunches
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: golden

saturday morning

so many layers in,

in the middle of

in the middle of
the night, words have
a tendency to flow
backwards, feelings
make a decision to
solidify or
dissipate. sleep
comes eventually
like honey to flies,
slowing down each
thought, arresting
those golden wings
.
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even two lampposts

even two lampposts
facing the same
breathtaking
sunset for thirty-four
years may look
away now and
then, blink one bulb,
then the other, try
for something
less golden,
show up
not so rigid
.
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in mom’s