not all that is yellow is yours

not all that is yellow is yours

A Poem by linda m. crate

You no longer own the yellow of my soul.

not all that's yellow is yours
the sun
proudly shines his golden
warmth upon my
reminding me not all hues
of yellow are bad,
and autumn can kiss me in an
explosion of color
of your name;
guess i had to learn that
for myself
before happiness could dance
autumn's leaves into
my skin�"
now that the joy
in the cold waves of every
creek of my blood
i'm not going to let them go
like a reptile i'll sun myself
in their warmth
so i can repel the misery of
the coming winter
sharp and cruel as the distance
you once used to shatter the now
repaired stained glass windows
of my soul.
- linda m. crate

© 2014 linda m. crate

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Added on January 2, 2014
Last Updated on January 2, 2014
Tags: yellow, emotional, emotions, ex, autumn, fall, gold, color, hue


linda m. crate
linda m. crate

Conneautville, PA

I am a two time push cart nominee with a passion for writing. My poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines including those in print and online. more..