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What water wants
To freeze, expand, flow
Nourishing fragile life, to
Evaporate tears
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What you see as blue
Soaks up other hues
So we see what it is not
What do you reflect?
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Blue Balm
His sister's knitting,
Blue as cloud-smeared sky, hugs me
Now that he is gone
About the Creator
Anthology of A Fractured Heart
The end of it all is a silent acceptance, or flipping of a switch to suppress the storm. At some point, the storm that doesn't leave you ends up calling you it's home and finding secret places to hide and devour your heart one beat at a time.
By Jayni Cole3 days ago in Poets
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