Darren White Poet Rhyme

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Shimmering Setting Sun

This silhouette against evening sky
Etched into my longing eye

     That trailing gown

Coloured setting sun in shimmery
Little waves of water, and melancholy

     My feelings drown

In suffocating thoughts of loss
Such fragrant perfume, lip-gloss

     In softly brown

longing, framed past loves we live
Hanging above dressers, that give

     A sepia crown

Or a halo vague, as my memory
Failed one more time, my enemy

     In this lost town.

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April 11, 2017 
Copyright © Darren White

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Sara Ella April 12, 2017 at 1:22 AM This is like two poems in one and paints a sad picture but it is cool the way you combine the two. Glad that you are back and hope you are getting better Darren <3 Sara Ella April 12, 2017 at 1:22 AM I LOVE the picture too!!! <3

Anne-Marie Coreggia April 11, 2017 at 10:46 AM Darren, that is such a sweet and sour poem; it seems imbued with melancholy at long departed loves that are fading from memory, in a 'lost town' that you revisit with sadness. A gorgeous write 7:) Amitiés Darren White April 12, 2017 at 12:24 AM Thank you, and yes, you're indeed close to what I intended to do :)

Tim Smith April 11, 2017 at 7:14 AM It transcends a feeling of loss with someone we love heading off into the sunset... Usually the hero rides off....So maybe you were rescued : ) Darren White April 11, 2017 at 7:26 AM I think you've understood that well. It's not a death, but absolutely a farewell of sorts. I was rescued :)

Chris Green April 11, 2017 at 7:10 AM This is really cool my friend, like two poems for the price of one. The offset lines could be a stand alone poem on their own. The theme, the feel and the overall movement of this piece is fantastic. Darren White April 11, 2017 at 7:24 AM I love writing these little lines that could almost be a poem all by themselves... Thank you for liking this one my friend :)

Lisa Ricci April 11, 2017 at 6:34 AM Oh No. This is marvelous. Be proud of it and that you decided to post it as well. Honestly. It speaks Darren. Besides, how could you not post such a rhyme pattern and style (ha ha) Score one for me (another ha ha) Darren White April 11, 2017 at 6:37 AM Pfft :D

Lisa Ricci April 11, 2017 at 6:06 AM Good Afternoon Darren. It is marvelous to see a post by you. Excuse me marvelous to see a gorgeous post by you. This entry is exquisite. I also call this Free Verse for your words are effortless and flowing. May the shimmering setting sun reveal her magic of everything so the lost town will be the found city. Always is it an honor to turn to your page. Have a wonderful afternoon. Well done in its entirety. Darren White April 11, 2017 at 6:17 AM Hello Lisa. I am delighted that you like my poem. I was doubtful about it, inspiration after hospital is a bit dodgy.

Maria Williams April 11, 2017 at 4:26 AM A wonderful play of words Darren, I love it. 7++ Darren White April 11, 2017 at 4:31 AM Maria, I am really happy that you like this, and that you even give it a 7, thank you :)

White Wolf April 11, 2017 at 3:48 AM I like how you have constructed this one, Duir! It works really well! Nice job mate! Darren White April 11, 2017 at 3:52 AM I am glad you like it Budgie, I myself think it's arather weak first attempt to a poem after coming back home lol