Not Meant To Be

He was night dark,
ruminated over death
and loss and injustice
Don McLean on repeat

I was sunshine yellow
joy of living
optimism on steroids
Dancing Queen

If opposites attract
then we were magnets
lured by the mystery
One Way or Another

When night meets day
colours explode
light breaks black
Shame, Shame, Shame

(For Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt: when night meets day.  Image mine)

 

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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.

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