Gone Blue Poem by Sailing to windward

Gone Blue



Having been deserted
by his golden touch,

he was left with twelve bars
of the deepest blue.

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It almost seems more intense when a very short bit of poetry leaves you pondering its meaning long after you've read it. Nice job, enjoyed this quite a bit. But I don't quite grasp its meaning, must study more. Peace, L&T

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Sailing to windward

Sailing to windward

52° 27' N / 9° 41' E
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