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Poetic Tides Through Time #909065 added April 15, 2017 at 12:06am (edited)
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color me empty
Nights of restless red
full of Cappuccino love;
searing purple pain bled.
Noisy din of ringing teal;
Shades of sadness blue
in amber darkness peals.
Anger’s orange blaze
leads to envy green and
spite of yellow's gaze.
Moments of golden haze,
abstracted susarrate color
buried in stark silence beige
of dour achromatic dolor...
emotion's estuary emptied.
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.~~Robert Frost
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