(14 October 1966 / Wellington, Shropshire)

Shades Of Our Hearts

Sometimes our hearts cascade in shades,
All colours masked like seasoned seas,
A blossomed tree that's sparcely thorned,
A hero in life yet bravery scorned.

Each colour lets a story unfold,
Whether kept inside or fortuitously told,
And within each shaded darker place,
A secret fills a contemporary space.

Conspicuous shades of gentle greys,
Need never compare to the brighter days,
The warmer reds and orange hues,
Speak of happy days in stiletto shoes.

Although the shades speak loud and clear,
The gentler tones we hardly hear,
But there they rest complete in view,
To remind us what we need not undo.

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Comments (18)

some melancholic notes- lovely writings great 10++++++
Heart is well penned here in your poem, congrats and thanks for sharing the poem with us
beautiful it's a song thanks
Beautiful words expressed complimented with a breath taking picture.
Each shaded dark place! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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