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when blue meets yellow in the west
Must we confess so soon
Whilst robes are still sulking
And you haven’t got the change
Back home
In your closet of blue
Are books of photos
Of a guise
you waltzed out of or through
Son you’re still mourning
The sheath is sealed
But firmly at your hip
To grasp with ease
You remind me of your mother
Or rather, you once did
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Review Request (Direction):
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
Editing stage:
Content level:
Not Explicit Content
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Comments
Ray Whitaker
Fri, 2022-11-04 16:23
Welcome to Neopoet!
when you wrote the colors yellow and blue, my thoughts immediately went to the Ukraine war.
Looking forward to more of your work.
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leoferaco
Thu, 2022-11-10 00:03
thank you!
thank you!
author commentRoseBlack
Fri, 2022-11-04 17:56
Welcome to Neo
A well written poem which appears to be dealing with grief. I sense the writer has lost his significant other and is watching their son struggle thru the emotions of losing a parent. Good flow and use of language. I look forward to reading more from you.
~RoseBlack~
leoferaco
Thu, 2022-11-10 00:03
Thank for the kind welcome
Thank for the kind welcome haha
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