What remains…

Posted on November 22, 2017 by

A perfect day ends

Delicately cradled close

Against memory

Forgetting is too easy

Released, only gold remains

*

 

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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20 Responses to What remains…

  2. freiedenkerin says:
    November 22, 2017 at 15:11

    I love it! The beautiful picture and the rhythm of the words are so soothing…

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  3. Frank J. Tassone says:
    November 22, 2017 at 18:31

    Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
    #Haiku Happenings #7: Sue Vincent’s latest #tanka!

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  6. Jennie says:
    November 22, 2017 at 21:25

    One of your best!

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  7. Marilyn Armstrong says:
    November 23, 2017 at 00:00

    Great light, lovely poem. Your moors, in that light, look almost like parts of the Senora desert. It’s the golden color, I think.

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