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Sep 03, 2023
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This poem is part of the contest:
Neopoem Of The Week September 3rd to September 9th 2023
GALLERY
GALLERY
Jagged pink lines of lightning
In a boiling sea of jungle green
Off-white smudges lie in wait
In a thin veil with a silver sheen
If there’s meaning, it is hidden
Proud never to be in plain sight
As the eye relishes every angle
Understanding left from right
All works hang there in silence
Each a portal to another place
For some, an undiscovered view
Presenting an unrecognised face
At night when the gallery closes
Each work assumes an ironic grin
Knowing more about themselves
Such abstract art will always win
About This Poem
Style/Type: Structured: Western
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Not actively editing
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