Blizzard winds howl
Snow and freezing rain
obscure my windows
darkness surrounds me
the first robin of spring
just returned
nowhere to be found
I wonder where she is
and if the homeless
have shelter
on this wicked night
as I mix fifty shades of
blue
some light and transparent
most dark
layered
and as intense
as people I attract
adding black to deepen
the shade
or suppress my thoughts
I recall the men in my life
most, no – all
wanted or needed something
from me
all but one
his only need was distance
the very thing that drove
us apart
I add more black
more green and yellow
and slather this
thick opaque shade
of midnight blue
over my heart
on a dismal winter night
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