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Shades of Noire

black mould like the rind
midnight
encircling the tub
its wanton encroachment
the gin bottle gleaming
mockery memories

leaning at the window
a fragment vision
the stars wavering
obliterated by tattered clouds

and I think how this
Dusk obsession
consumes me

you receed down hallways
your voice fainter
the chalice beauty
of your one liners
shinning

and the rain
destroys my poems
on sand berms
and dreams
like dust
in windstorms

How you own me
how this ache
drives me

lead me
with
a touch
a glance
of your words

singular and perfect

Style / type: 
Free verse
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Comments

try to write in various abstractions of free verse
been actually listening more apt and rapt when
PBS television qoutes poetry from the Hero Villian
portrayed Yesterday it was Oppenheimer whom
was reading Beaudelaire (sp?) a poem about
dusk that was riveting and immensely deep
during the test of the first atomic weapon in
the desert

I will one day try western verse
and Actually wrote a poem about current issues
a few back Thank you for your corrections

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