July 7, 2014 at 2:15 pm 6 comments

my shades are always drawn…

muffling color ∼

dimming light ∼

dimming the beauty of all that surrounds me

i am always looking through shades

Entry filed under: depression, feelings, life, Personal, poetry, ponderings, prose, thoughts, writing. Tags: , , , , , , , , , .

quickly… declining… things

6 Comments Add your own

  • 1. MichelleMarie  |  July 7, 2014 at 6:17 pm

    Me too sweet friend! Maybe for a different reason because my house is very light and the first time my air conditioning man came he said, “Put some shades on those windows and your unit won’t have to work so hard to cool your house.” Hence, my once light home now looks like a tomb! But my electric bill is cheaper! 😀

    • 2. words4jp  |  July 7, 2014 at 8:20 pm

      Hah! Cool. I am mean god idea:)

  • 3. redgladiola  |  July 7, 2014 at 6:27 pm

    If you stare directly at the sun you may suffer blindness. Perhaps a colored shade? Don’t be too hard on yourself.

    • 4. words4jp  |  July 7, 2014 at 8:19 pm

      I love your perspective;) thank you.

  • 5. marcus  |  July 8, 2014 at 4:12 am

    Courage to draw open those shades that muffle the beauty you deserve to see.
    You M’lle have written a powerful poem. Love. (((Awhoooo)))

    • 6. words4jp  |  July 8, 2014 at 5:59 pm

      thanks a bundle:)


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