Day 89 of the 365 day poem challenge.
Word of the day beguile meaning: "
influence by slyness."
Sunday
It was all yellow
It was all final
It was all so simmering in
The gloaming light
It was spectacular
And exploding like a Phoenix
To recede back into ashes
It was aplomb
It was applause
It was a show a brilliant show
Tears came to mind as the players bowed and we left back out
Into the cold chatty auditorium
Where noise became delirium
Then we slipped back into the humdrum weekly world
It was a crackle
Like fireworks only muted
By dread soaked pillows
Of days tumbling after days
Of tasks rearing their ugly heads
Of minutiae and micro-minutiae pummelling the brain meat
It was so wonderful
It was so beautiful
It was so magnificent
It was so beguiling...
It was yesterday now.
Now it is gone.
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