This is sweet with a touch of trouble. “Red Dress” Nice

Hi Curt,

I really enjoyed this – it has such a dreamy, floating quality, I love how it moves from the soft, floating imagery of dreams into the sudden jolt of reality. “And then you said,” ‘Hi.’” The image of a dream as “fire in a red dress dancing barefoot” is striking and memorable. It feels like a brief, beautiful moment where fantasy and reality touch. Dreams inspire me. This piece resonates with me

This is somewhat like Déjà vu to me. Something kind of jolts you, but in a way, you’ve felt it before.

Beautifully penned, Curt. Amazing write my friend. Welcome to Stars Rite. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thank you, Damian, for your wonderful comment, your visit, and your ‘welcome’ to SR. I am glad to be here. As I get more acclimated to the site, I will do a lot more reading. Reading some of your creations is near the top of the Read List.
Thanks again,
-Curt

you are a master writer so full of passion makes me long to know you ❤️

Raw and unforgettable, this poem is an unfiltered outpouring of a messy, deeply-felt heartbreak.

Grief, love, and memory twist together like the cube itself, and the striking imagery -from the “petrol pirouette” to the painful truth that “yellow bleeding into orange doesn’t always promise a sunset” perfectly captures that internal chaos.

The frustration of the Rubik’s Cube beautifully reflects the struggle to reconcile a beautiful memory with the painful reality of loss and betrayal.

I love it. It’s brilliant and beautifully written.