Purple Felt Tip Pens and Mystic Winds #StolenMoments

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From time to time you’ll see Stolen Moments show up on the blog. Words forgotten and misplaced, poetry, anticipatory memories, prose, joy and sorrow, pensive emotion, random and not so random thoughts scribbled in tattered notebooks. To not forget but remember the precious, fleeting stolen moments in time. I’m a writer trying recapture on paper how it feels to be alive.

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Purple Felt Tip Pens and Mystic Winds

Jacqueline Cioffa 1998

It’s downtime in Miami

Purple felt tip pens

And winds whistling like a lover

Whispering magic

And calm

The smell of salt air

Filling the breeze almost licking my skin

Oh how I love the night here

To wake up to the sun

A new day

An almost always perfect cerulean sky

Ending with the darling starry filled night

November is the most beautiful time of year

3 thoughts on “Purple Felt Tip Pens and Mystic Winds #StolenMoments”

  1. Jackie, this so perfectly captures the feeling of being in Florida near the beach. I was only in Miami once, but it was also November, and I remember not wanting to leave that beautiful, almost empty beach. It was a bit chilly and windy, but so intoxicating. Thank you for sharing these lovely words.

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