two cups of light

ManhattanSunsetGoogle

Dipping palms
in horizon’s blazing pot
poured self two cupfuls
Of light
~
Warmth gradually
Stole chill as marrow
From bones, chatter
from pearly whites
~
night was spent
shaken, frazzled
by banshee winds
Screeching direly
~
Shivering curtains
Had simply given
Up fight, lights followed
suit – spluttered, died
~
Drawing achy knees
Close to chest tried rocking
self to sleep singing old
ditties whole night
~
Empty nesters hoard family albums
On credenzas, portraits on walls
in non-cozy comfort- craving those hugs
that would’ve glowingly warmed insides
~
Life has to be lived best way
possible, stiff upper lip, head held
high, well groomed, cap at jaunty
Angle always, feathers flying
~
Sun salutation being an ancient healing
Rite, aging mind wanders down well trod
caravanserai passes energized by drinking
two cupfuls of sunlight
~

BrooklynBridgeSunset
image is from google – Brooklyn bridge

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