Array ( [sid] => 183919 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => send word [time] => 2017-01-20 13:06:08 [hometext] => Despair has its own calms.~Bram Stroker [bodytext] => as evening
folds over
itself
brushed in
alternating
shades of black

as memories tangle
in curtains
with a sob
against
pane/pain
hues of blue

as the dry
bite of January
morn/mourn
drifts as wood
smoke
pigment pale

in the dead
of winter

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Date: Friday, 20th January 2017 @ 01:06:08 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: ming
as evening
folds over
itself
brushed in
alternating
shades of black

as memories tangle
in curtains
with a sob
against
pane/pain
hues of blue

as the dry
bite of January
morn/mourn
drifts as wood
smoke
pigment pale

in the dead
of winter

word sent.

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