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The Color of My Grief

The palette within

By Samantha Jane St. RaymondPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
A mother and her son.

The Colors Of My Grief

My eyes are darkened

by my story within,

optical illusions

in my mind's camera lens.

The swirling of purple

white and hew

Kaleidoscope dreams

In fields of green

and honeydew

my palette

takes me to you.

Each first awakening

my tears are still blue

as my beating red

heart is never mending,

I grieve the loss of you.

Still is my breath,

in the shade of grey,

I can only pray

the color will fade

this pain away.

The yellow sun

reminds of a new day,

maybe I'll pick flowers

to colorful my day

with lilac and jade.

Tell if it's true

the rainbows I see,

is it you

Arched over the

emerald green seas

white tips of ocean

as far as I can see.

My sapphire soul knows

seasons don't change

golds and orange

tangerine and taupe

forever blends and

black is the night

all over again.

Here I am in my

rose colored room

bruised is my heart

blackened and blue

forever is a day

still without you.

Dedicated to my Son, Jacob who passed away at the tender age of two.

And to all who have lost loved ones Covid 19

2020-21

sad poetry

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