Drowsed by golden leaves,
Amelia rests at her balcony.
Her thoughts blink purple and red,
under a Monetian sunset.
Amelia wonders about the passion contained in clouds.
A secret desire? A lover’s touch?
Scarlet elixir indulges her lips.
Eyelids closed. He whispers. She observes.
_____Adriana Citlali
XI-X-MMXVI
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When space is silence... 
October 11, 2016 at 7:23 pm
I love the wispy hint of story offered here, and especially the phrase “the passion contained in clouds.”
October 11, 2016 at 9:07 pm
Monetian sunset. Amelia wonders about the passion contained in clouds
A Monetian sunset would inspire that question for sure.
October 11, 2016 at 11:34 pm
A lovely imagery – monetian sunset ~ perhaps there is a happy ending after all ~
October 12, 2016 at 10:18 am
Happy endings are possible. 🙂
October 12, 2016 at 6:22 am
I love the visuality and colourful vibrancy of your quadrille, Adriana, and the fact that it tells a story in 44 words. I can see Amelia in my mind. Wonderful phrases: ‘Monetian sunset’ and ‘passion contained in clouds’.
October 12, 2016 at 10:18 am
Thank you. I got inspired by the Norwegian cloudy skies we are experiencing this season –some remind me of Monet’s paintings.
October 12, 2016 at 7:32 pm
I do love the return of you Amalia persona… the imagery is wonderful, and yes there is a story left between caesuras.
October 13, 2016 at 12:39 am
I really like the imagery in this piece. Well done. 🙂