When I was about 12

the color of mourning
has many names;
quickly she learns it & writes it...

indeed. it's about the time i first started writing poetry.

Every now and then I'll read something that smacks me in the face. This was one of those times. That's a skill in so few lines. Wonderful.

Im glad it had a strong effect on you. Thank you so much for stopping by

lovely Opheliac I feel the sadness in this write..

deep ink dear soul..

love Crim

It wasn't a sad poem when i wrote it. It was more like an abrupt observation and realisation of my life. Kind of like a eureka moment.

Good to see you back!

This was a banger in your trademark brevity.  

thank you. I'm happy to come back with a bang-er.

,.,.

darkness comes at different stages of ones lives thanks for stopping by

you have been the longest on my poets list
I await  a fresh one every now and then  
but i also observe you don't list me
I shall bless your good wishes
AND
abandon  

Take care you are the briefest best
of all we DUP'S rest

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I do like your little episodes