The Black Velvet Poem by Barry Middleton

The Black Velvet



I walk in the sunlight
but I am weak and sad

I write sad poetry
as an evening prayer

but giving up denial
does not mean giving up

the black velvet waits
it is royal and wise

it saw the birth of light
the death of empire

there is no sadness
but only moons and stars

darkness hides creation
as it recreates itself

The Black Velvet
Wednesday, March 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: aging,death,universe
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pamela Sinicrope 01 March 2017

Darkness hides creation as it recreates itself. Interesting. For me, I think of the Darkness as scary and inviting at the same time...it can hold whatever we can imagine. Peace Barry. Thanks for sharing your poetry and your heart.

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Barry Middleton 01 March 2017

Absolutely. Darkness is both scary and comforting is some way. At the least we finally get to sleep in.

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