Love your poems, poetry360!
You convey so much feeling in a minimalist way.
Easy to read & understand.
And as a whole, very artfully done.
Here's my 'darkest' poem.
I don't know why I do this, but a theme all my poems seem to contain the use of words for duel meanings.
Tapestry
Felled canvas, blushing colors my life’s stitch ceaselessly applied.
What portrait stretches and looms it’s casement to my soul?
If all deeds behold with no aid of cloak, for sins sore shame to hide?
Needle pricked fingers recount thy yarn.
Shall I gaze upon a short winged angel, laced in gutters, where sensuality is defined?
How skillful the likeness, my windblown heart?
What shades of scarlet ooze that aching part?
Will I hesitate looking at past reckless deeds?
Meshed with flare, quite careless of needs.
Does smugness suspend me in self sapid stitches and ghost like thread for inches and inches?
How large the spool my decent breadth hold?
Done in shimmering shades, subtended in gold.
Oh thimble do guard me this sharp revelation.
Labor has ended with threadbare remnants, so woe.
Not a heavenly fabrication.
Oh no.