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The Loss of Another
Winter bares its naked trees
tracing my eyes
with a blizzard wonderland
as I seek to find
an end to the strife
playing hide and seek with ghosts
that never try to find me
burgeoning an anger,
a sorrow,
that pushes against my skin
like a polyester suit
tailored twenty pounds too tight.
Style / type:
Free verse
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wesley snow
Mon, 2015-01-19 22:36
Good language use.
I don't however, quite understand the title. In the poem I can see no reference to "the loss of another". I may have missed it.
W. H. Snow
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eightmenout
Mon, 2015-01-19 23:06
Sir
The loss is described in winter baring it's naked
Thanks for stopping by and giving your input
Scott
author commentRula
Mon, 2015-01-19 22:41
Loved the images
there.
And what sir Wesley said about the title.
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eightmenout
Mon, 2015-01-19 23:07
Dearest Rula
Thanks for the input. See me reply above.
Scott
author commentRula
Tue, 2015-01-20 00:59
This is what I thought
but wasn't sure.
Thank you for sharing Scott.
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alidzain
Tue, 2015-01-20 01:02
good one bro
love it.
Alid
eightmenout
Tue, 2015-01-20 07:56
Thanks Alid
Thanks Alid
Scott
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