Attitude
Dark days, sad days
Chopin on a piano playing;
grey skies, about to rain
feels like night at 10 am.
A droplet hits the window pane.
How depressing!
Don’t turn on the little table light,
the bedside lamps…
Now this room’s a Scottish castle
bleak and damp; a dungeon door has closed,
a burst of light then thunder rumbles…
Inside you’re desolate, trapped and cold.
Dark days, cozy days
Chopin on a piano, playing,
grey skies, about to rain
feels like night at 10 am.
A droplet hits the window pane.
How perfect!
Turn on the little table light,
the bedside lamps…
Now this room’s a Scottish castle
with Rembrandt glow, spiced tea and pie
a burst of light then thunder rumbles
Inside, you’re safe and snug and dry.
Attitude.
Karima Hoisan
November 27, 2017
Digital Rabbit Hole 
Exactly! 🙂
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Right? 🙂
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How perfect! 😀
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Thank you! (smiles big)
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Ohhhh!!! Karima!!! This is the best cup half empty/half full poem! What great thoughts followed up by great words. I love it!
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Aww Ruco! So glad you did!! Thank you thank you for this comment:) Hugss
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Yep, it’s all in the perception! Well done!
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Well thank you for walking the weed-choked path of my blog Scottius:)
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I more than like this poem, Karima, I love it! ❤ Exactly connected to the post I wrote about reality. Thank you for sharing it with me. Wonderful. 🙂
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Thank you Jeff, when I was reading your post, this flashed through my mind..I was hoping you would like it:) So glad you did!
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