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Back to Black
The heart beat
Of the
Sky
Is discrete,
Enmeshed
In
Depth,
Sometimes dreary
&
Nearly teary,
Pulsating impassioned
&
Nearly
Unfathomed,
Powering
This
Instrument
To pantomime
The line
Of horizon
In a line
Of
Observation
Sifted into a cauldron
Outlet
For an afar
Of
Scarlet
Blazed in a bonafide
Exit -
Giving one last splash
Of
Blue
Before giving back
The sky
To
Black.
Published 11th Apr 2022
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11th Apr 2022 9:28pm
Black is my second favorite color... after grey... nicely penned CIpher...
12th Apr 2022 7:34am
12th Apr 2022 3:52am
Hey Cipher,
Love how you used the sky in this with it turning back to black.
I totally saw the vision and the bonafire for me was the sun pulsing like a heart.
In my mind I saw it beating up there.
Also made me think of the stars as well.
Beating in the black. Hope that makes sense.
Loved this!!
This poem is very much alive
and beating with your own sense of style amigo:)
Love how you used the sky in this with it turning back to black.
I totally saw the vision and the bonafire for me was the sun pulsing like a heart.
In my mind I saw it beating up there.
Also made me think of the stars as well.
Beating in the black. Hope that makes sense.
Loved this!!
This poem is very much alive
and beating with your own sense of style amigo:)
12th Apr 2022 7:36am
