Between black and white
Ginkgo turns yellow
Maple turns red
And I as if turn teen
Gaze at you from far
Your hair
black
Your neck
white
Between black and white
hides the love I once had
The meadow by the lake turns green
Your dress flutters neon
And I bend down
to scoop with my empty hands
Soil under your feet
black
Summits in the distance
white
Between black and white
I'm waiting for your return
Rain turns blue
wets the melody of bell tolls
How can all my prayers
rise through those clouds
black
Falling snowflakes
white
Between black and white
I stroke the newborn moss
separations © a month ago
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Likes: kevin, Nela Madjarac, AngelBee, HBey K, kaye, Edward Louis Lemons, Matthew T., OniWong, hesychiaaaa, Caramel latte, Natalie Grace33, Roddy
Matthew T. - The style and wording you used really appeals to me. Something resonates that I can't quite pinpoint. Regardless, a beautiful piece.
a month ago
HBey K - It is very suffering to wait for a so faithful love to be concrete. Within the harsh separation hope and despair enhance the worry. Great and meant expression!
Inspired me
a month ago
OniWong - Between black and white
I'm waiting for your return
although It sounds sad, these poetic lines are heartfelt expressions. It drags me to read to the last line. Great
a month ago
AngelBee - i ike the sentence rain turns blue i loved the poem esecialy melody of bel tolls feel free to comment on a world so deep poem id appreciate it
a month ago
Caramel latte - Great use of colours! "Between black and white" - no shades of grey, because you're either with or without her, like this metaphor a lot
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