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Once Love Is Gone

Lonely has a color and it is blue I never knew that until I lost you Senses become sharper once love is gone I can smell your hair as I watch the dawn Light up this roach infested room with red That will turn blue to match my aching head - Then blue will reign as the North wind will blow The dampness of clouds and fog to and fro There's a bottle of wine on the table I hear the fog horn and read the label Soon my throat will burn and the day will start I will taste the tears from a broken heart Then wash them down with a two dollar wine And turn my senses to grapes of the vine 6-2-19 Contest:Going Deep Within An Emotion Sponsor:Sheri Fresonke Harper

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Date: 7/27/2019 6:24:00 PM
Congratulations Larry on your win with this tightly formed poem that shows an increasing sense of loss. Bravo
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