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Fear of the Color Black

The color black grits its teeth in cracks under closets and between slats in vertical vents and seems to be involved in acts of malfeasance. I distrust its stealth, avoid its line of demarcation, refuse to hold a pen sporting the color black, even when revealing this poem. I'd rather the ink were my own blood, than India Black.

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Date: 11/20/2021 9:19:00 AM
But then there’s the little black dress, the velvet painting, and our pupils that bring in the light. Great poem :)
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Date: 9/30/2021 1:48:00 PM
My, this is really good, Carol! The color black takes on a menacing life of its own in your well expressed poem. Excellent!
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Carol Louise Moon
Date: 10/5/2021 8:44:00 PM
Thank you so much, Laura. I'm glad you liked the poem. God bless.
Date: 9/7/2021 6:03:00 PM
My dearest friend, Carol Louise, the black magic of the color black is expressed with dark, vivid, intriguing imagery spilling from your gifted pen. Your final two lines are a grand finale to a gripping and potent piece. Warmest wishes and hugs.. ~Susan
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Carol Louise Moon
Date: 9/9/2021 6:55:00 AM
Dear Susan, so good to hear that you liked my poem, my dear friend. You always provide insights, even in your critique of poetry... the master poet that you are. Much appreciated. Hugs. Carol Louise
Date: 9/6/2021 11:42:00 AM
Great imagery leaking out your pen!
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Carol Louise Moon
Date: 9/9/2021 6:52:00 AM
Thank you for your encouragement, Kim.
Date: 8/31/2021 1:27:00 PM
I do not find this to be nonsense at all. I find it quite profound actually. You write very well, CArol.
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Carol Louise Moon
Date: 9/9/2021 6:51:00 AM
Thank you, Andrea. I think that what I mean is that there is a genre called Nonsense Poetry that speaks to absurdities. I thought that perhaps the speaker in this poem was "a little obsessed." I do have a series of poems where the speaker is using illogic in a rather humorous way. I'm not sure what that type of poetry is, but it sure is fun to write. I call it Consistent Illogic. Hugs. Carol Louise
Date: 8/28/2021 3:42:00 PM
Hello Carol Moon. nonsense. Hugs.
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Carol Louise Moon
Date: 8/30/2021 2:08:00 PM
Yes, nonsense. Thank you. I love writing nonsense poems! Carol Louise

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