Is life as brilliant as
one said it is?
We bleed colour,
eat pie with caramel,
go by oceans
laugh over their icy
melting hearts…
Would you don
corduroy, dance
wild, almost vast
therein, then ask
of me: is life brilliant?

(Fridays are Magnetic Poetry days.  Won’t you join me?)


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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

6 thoughts on “Brilliance”

  1. Great poem V.J. And life is brilliant. That doesn’t mean it isn’t tough and at times
    seems more than we can cope with. But… the brilliance makes up for it.

    Magnetic poems sounds fun, will see if I can get them in U.K.


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