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A symbolic look at the inner feeling of people using a contrast of hot decor and cool weather to explore feelings.
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Brenda
This is an inspiring poem with lots of meaning .
Palm Tree Perspective |
| by Rosemary Winters |
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Palm trees waving in the early morning breeze. Outlined by a pearl grey sky. Which is in contrast to the Mediterranean decor, that bespeaks bright blue skies and hot sunshine. Pink tile roofs, - - bright orange, hot pink and brick red flowers abound in this Greco- Roman world. However, the cool atmosphere belies the torrid scenario. Casting all things into murky shadows. That begs the question: "Is it alive or a nightmare? " Alive as in golden rays of sunshine, casting everything in an ephemeral glow of utter bliss. Or, dark murky shadows in a surreal world. Filled with unfulfilled dreams and broken promises. The answer to the question, lies in the eyes of the beholder. Because their perspective on life, colors the solution. |
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