Sunday, February 7, 2016

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image courtesy twentytwowords.com


KOMOREBI
I used to be a masquerader,
Happy and free;
Some years my hubby
Put the gold dust on my belly,
And some, in my belly button too
Komorebi;
Hot days, when i never ever felt the sun,
Only the music, surging through
My pores;
Of the steel bands, and the brass bands;
Rhythm and whine.
KOMOREBI © gillena cox 2016


The season of Carnival ends this week with Ash Wednesday. So much for Carnival 2016.


Written for Kerry O'Connor's
Flash 55 PLUS!
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

Challenge: To write a piece of poetry or prose on a subject of your choice in precisely 55 WORDS.
There is an optional extra part of this challenge, to visit twentytwowords.com and peruse the examples they give of several foreign words, describing common experiences, which have no direct English translation. And use the word, or its meaning as inspiration for your poem.


16 comments:

  1. Oh, gorgeous! Takes the concept to a whole new level.

    (But if you look closely, I think it's 'komorebi' with an 'i' on the end.)

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    1. Thanks Rosemary, i will edit and correct this

      much love...

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  2. A musical interlude on hot days can be mesmerizing!

    Hank

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  3. Got to love that gold dust on the belly!!

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    1. (✿◠‿◠) Thanks for dropping in Kerry

      much love...

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  4. I'm trying to picture you with a golden middle.... : )

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    1. (✿◠‿◠) Happy you dropped in Debi
      much love...

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  5. Great sensual images in this. A fascinating parade!

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  6. Thanks for dropping in K

    much love...

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  7. gold dust and filtered light. Very nice

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