Midnight Rippling

Happiness is a momentary lack of concrete misfortune.
Before a cafe’ table hours passed talking laughing.
Remember a swirling black and white satiny dress.
Mixed drinks over mysteries, our yet to be.
Next I was awake at dark midnight starkness.
An urgent panicked call from across the night.
We were braver before each, or more ignorant.
Homage due for earned moments off endless ripples.



Creativity Sparkling to Eugi’s Weekly Prompt

5 responses to “Midnight Rippling”

  1. A thought-provoking piece, Artie. Brilliant writing.

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  2. Midnight, dusk and dawn all tremulous times of uncertainty – oh how brave we were when we didn’t know any better. 😉

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