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Greener Days
The yellow sunshine does not live here.
The rainy clouds are friends.
trudging through layers of sludge-
We -.-soldier-.- on through the storms.
We shiver and cry ourselves to the bone.
In a sky full of stars we\
/drown-
The night filled with the howls of wolves
As they descend upon the brave.
Our walls are built thick enough-
Though the cold tries hard to take souls.
Hurricane is the way of the day's mood switch.
I wish for the days of lavender air
And greener grasses.
When the daisies and mums consumed.
Lilacs are
dead in the ground.
Today I
fall underneath the late dark
And count blessings
the sky is devoid of white powder.
Ice will coat these streets soon.
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage:
Contest:
Content level:
Not Explicit Content
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Comments
Geezer
Tue, 2021-11-09 07:38
I can follow...
the logic through most of this, but have a bit of trouble trying to discern the meaning of the capitals mixed in some words. A secret code perhaps? Let us know!~ Geezer.
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Abby
Thu, 2021-11-11 11:05
Oh, dear. It seems to be a
Oh, dear. It seems to be a bit of an error.
"To fly is to fall."
c lynn brooks
Wed, 2021-11-10 16:15
Abby
did you keep hitting your shift lock?> may I suggest cleaning this up
I so love the line I so wish for the days of lavender air and greener grasses, I can see the grass and lavender and smell it
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Owl Has My Soul
Thu, 2021-11-11 07:35
I am curious as to the CApiTALs/ only in the beginning.
Such usage is intriguing but I am not quite understanding.
Wonderful imagery and eerie: "Though the cold tries hard to take souls."
Undercurrents of concern (fear?) opposed by desire to endure:
"Today I fall underneath the late dark and count blessings"
A loss of beauty (hope?)
"Lilacs are dead in the ground."
Just beautiful in its vulnerability
Abby
Thu, 2021-12-02 07:08
Thank you!
Thank you!
"To fly is to fall."
c lynn brooks
Thu, 2021-12-09 08:42
Abby
Congratulations on winning Novembers contest. Your poem is lovely
Chrys
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Geezer
Thu, 2021-12-09 12:50
Congrats...
for winning the November contest! Nice work!
Geezer.
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