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    Shades Of Me
    Shades Of Me
    Shades Of Me
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    Shades Of Me

    By M. K. Lee

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    A short collection of poems loosely based around the theme of colour

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherM. K. Lee
    Release dateFeb 18, 2017
    ISBN9781386905646
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      Book preview

      Shades Of Me - M. K. Lee

      Seasons

      Wednesday saw the leaves turning

      Like an internal Autumn finally begun.

      A beautiful canopy of orange and brown

      Fluttered before her eyes, shading the sun.

      Too long had she lived only for Winter

      And excuses to hide away.

      A palette of grey, black and tainted white

      Marked the dreariness of her days.

      Suddenly, as the Springtime brings newness

      She can see all she needs do is breathe.

      The world's a kaleidoscope of possibilities blue and green,

      And she really can be more than she believes.

      Emerging from a torturous Summer,

      The sun's rays now guide instead of blind

      As she basks in shades of amber and yellow,

      Self doubts fade as though scattered in wind.

      Putting a collection of poetry together from existing poems is far harder than writing the poems themselves. Instead of writing to a theme, you have to decide what words connect together in a way that will draw the reader to a certain mood, or choose poems with a repeating

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