It is colorless and void of being,
all still life this bleak view of mine
a sad foreign film always playing
before these downcast eyes,
even their peacock blue
a faded gray to match the looming sky.
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5 comments:
I admire your poetry, I am glad I found you. Anybody who terms their self as an adventurer is part of my team.
You have a gift for expression in concise form, no fat to cut away, everything exists for a purpose and I like that, much as the pioneering of Hopkins in the Romantic period.
-Thomas
I like your poetry. I feel I can walk with you through your words and know where I have been at the end of your path
Linda
So sad, this one:(
it takes you there, your poetry x
Hmmmmmm - this one reflects how I'm feeling this week... 'quite sad and grey'!
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