leoferaco
Nov 04, 2022
This poem is part of the contest:

Neopoem Of The Week Contest October 30th to November 5th 2022

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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

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Country/Region: Ontario

Favorite Poets: charles bokowski

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Comments

Ray Whitaker

when you wrote the colors yellow and blue, my thoughts immediately went to the Ukraine war.

Looking forward to more of your work.

RoseBlack

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.