A Frozen Flower

Day 16 ... My throat hurts and my voice sounds different and husky, high-pitched...

Good evening! ☕🌸🌲😊🌺🌳

Frozen Flower is a poem about lost love. She saw a flower in frozen winter and recalls about her past. Mysteriously the flower was keeping its bright colour even in freezing. Probably that's why she remembers her lost love, her heart is still in magenta colour.

A Frozen Flower

Midsummer, bright magenta, a salvia flower

Like a heart in passionate love

Autumn has come,

Salvia flower is still in full bloom.

Winter has come,

And it freezes in an instant storm.

Retaining its bright magenta, a salvia flower

Covered with white frost, and froze

Like a heart that has stopped

Frozen flower, lost love.

- Michie Lyne

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凍った花

真夏、鮮やかなマゼンタ、サルビアの花

情熱的な愛の心のように

秋が来て、

サルビアの花はまだ満開

冬が来て、

そして、一瞬の嵐で凍ってしまう

鮮やかなマゼンタを残したサルビアの花

白い霜に覆われて凍ってしまった

止まってしまった心臓のように

凍った花、失った恋

ミチー・ライン

The frost was added digitally to my drawing later...💙

Salvia Flower, pastel, Michi L, 2023.

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No Sound

Day 2 Blue sky is precious in a cool autumn day. Good afternoon ☕🍰🌷 No Sound is about a feeling of lost, but can't tell oneself if it was lost or it should have been gone for good. Then realised that there aren't any sound to hear, and everything looked in silent... No Sound I noticed that - Everything is in stillness There is no wind, no breeze Each leaf is as still as a cold freeze Or - Everything is in quietness - Michie Lyne 無音私は気づいたすべてが沈黙の中にある風がない、そよ風もない一枚一枚の葉がまるで凍ったように静止しているそれともすべては静寂の中にある？ミチー・ライン 🌸🌸🌸 From my sketch book, A Red leaf, pastel. A Green leaf, pastel. My sketch book. 😊📖

Echoing

Day 13 It is getting late, outside is so dark, I might be able to see lots of stars tonight... Good evening ! 💜🌠🌟♏♍ Echoing, is a poem that depicts a precious romantic experience that has happened unexpectedly. She felt like everything was complete in a sense. Her life became like lustrous pearl and is dazzling right now. Echoing Suddenly disconnect from the world Around us, spontaneous I see the candle burning, blurred With us, impetuous You are absorbed in my body, yearned For desire, entire I grab a cushion curled Up on the mattress, voluptuous Echoing in my head Pearled nightfall - Michie Lyne 🔥🔥🔥 響く突然世界と切り離される私たちの周りで、自発的にろうそくが燃えているのが見える、ぼやけている私たちと一緒に、衝動的にあなたは私の体に夢中になって、憧れる欲望のために、全て私は丸まったクッションを掴むマットレスの上で、官能的に頭の中で響く真珠のような夕暮れミチー・ライン 🔥🔥🔥

Infusion

Day 22 ... I'm having chamomile tea today...🍵 Good morning, 🍞☕🍯🍎🍅🍒 Infusion is a poem about cranberry tea, describing the sensation of hot tea coursing through my entire body, it's like a magic potion that liberates myself. Infusion Let yourself free sometimes, to drip Into the void as if, to slip Into a weightless cruise ship. May the waves envelop me My veins, my arteries, free Me in the fusion sea. No worries, nothing serious As it seems, just delirious But rather, nutritious. Let me be myself, sometimes. - Michie Lyne 🌸🍎🍒🌸🍎🍒 煎じ薬時には自分を解放して、空虚に滴り落ちて、まるで無重力クルーズ船に滑り落ちるかのように波が私を包み込んでくれますように私の静脈、私の動脈注入の海の中で私を解放して心配しないで、深刻なことは何もないただ夢中になっているだけむしろ栄養豊富時々、ありのままの自分でいさせて −ミチー・ライン Cranberries, pastel, M Lyne, 2024 Process ⌛

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