At night
There is no black and white.
Just the delight
Of you and me,
Converging
Merging,
Completely free
Of race
And place.
(https://lovelycurses.com/february-black-poetry-writing-month/).
At night
There is no black and white.
Just the delight
Of you and me,
Converging
Merging,
Completely free
Of race
And place.
(https://lovelycurses.com/february-black-poetry-writing-month/).
Beautifully whole some…
Thank you.
welcome
Wow! So much in so few words.
Thank you!
Beautifully written! I love the imagery created with the words “Converging” and “Merging,” It reminds me of the calligraphic swirls you get when you first mix cream into coffee… (maybe that’s just me, haha!) Also, the couplet at the end is perfect! Thanks for joining BlaPoWriMo!
Many thanks for your extremely kind words and liking my poem. I very much appreciate the opportunity to participate in Black Poetry Writing Month.
And thanks so much for joining the challenge! Your participation (and that of others) is what keeps BlaPoWriMo going! 🙂
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When love knows no color or bounds…
Please check out this beautiful poem written by K. Morris for BlaPoWriMo!
–N
Thank you for sharing my poem and your kind words. Best wishes, Kevin