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A morning of overcast sky in Nevada
Is very like landscapes painted by El Greco.
Cobalt sky smeared with silver gray shadows
In a candy floss tumble of gunmetal clouds
Gives a subtle light that makes things mysterious
And creates a canopy of comfort for a winter day.
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Even gloomy days are beautiful here. The  light is just different and magical.
There is a peaceful stability
found within this lake's
deep and pure tranquillity.
Where beauty mirrors truth
in waters calm and still.

All who gaze upon this peace
feel their troubles fade,
as beauty's soft reflection
creates a perfect recollection
of nature's gentle grace.

Like a songbird's melody,
wild, soft yet free,
life's burdens are lulled to sleep,
and my heart takes wing
in joyful flight with yours.

I rest, knowing
that we are blessed
with nature's sweet reprieve,
and our bond destined
to weather all of this together.

©️Lizzie Bevis
1
He treats me frugally,
Stones weigh heavy in my dress—
Silent pockets sigh.

#2
Weight of pebbles rests,
Tongue holds silence, heavy truth,
View blooms slow but sure.

#3
Earth’s weight embraces,
Final breath yields to stillness,
Roots weave my return.
Studying the concept of weight in a relationship.
~
The ballpark is on fire

And there's a man

In a hospital gown

Directing traffic

~
Knowledge of the future
memories of the past
Caught within a final vacuum
dissipating fast

Wanton disbelieving
eyes are liars still
Perception changed then rearranged
sensation thrice distilled

The philosophy of physics
logicians burn and melt
Time but smirks as gravity flirts
judgment prior dealt

Memories of the future
knowledge of the past
Once you slow the ebb and flow
— the moment is recast

(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
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