The Blues

The Blues

A Poem by Kyle

Trees bathed in moonlight
Ambient domes of earth provide a choppy ocean of darkness
It takes morning for the black flood to return to green
Never go to a funeral blue as midnight

© 2016 Kyle


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Added on January 11, 2016
Last Updated on January 11, 2016
Tags: Blue, grief, mourning, funeral

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Kyle
Kyle

Kansas City, MO



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I am a 27 year old male from the Midwestern United States. My writings often reflect my love for nature. I use this love to refer to emotions such as grief, mourning, and first and foremost Love. I re.. more..

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