Barry Middleton


Sunset Secrets - Poem by Barry Middleton

hidden in the red sunset
I see a color of my own

it is subtle and muted
a unique view of endings
...
all endings are not red
some are fed on purple

excruciating and royal
like velvet night itself
...
in some is a blackness
like the pitch of midnight

or a beckoning of souls
into an angry cold ocean
...
but in my secret sunset
there is a whisper of blue

a hue that only I can see
a song that only I can hear

Topic(s) of this poem: death, sadness, sunset


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2016

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 21, 2016


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