Quondam Solitude

I guess I found the talent on this site with all you comments =) reading your work I have a lot to learn. I was lost in each word and amazed at the form and flow . Hoping to be able to get to your level one day.
Very talented and a joy to read

I also found this to be a wonderfully unique write, Most of us have had times of realization that our poetry or writings have been confessions, or soul searching endeavors. Which is very hard to face at times. An excellent write.

Your images, your metaphors, and your meanings are all lit up by your technique
and your line placement...
impressive..

ps: quantum would also fit here..remarkable..

This was written very well. I love your use of word choice. It flows well and I love the lay out. You wrote this poem beautifully. 5/5

Your twin x

First off: I love the title:)

Now I will break it down for you, sweet cheeks:

Midnight scribbles
of blue moon's muse,
leaving bitter morning's unsweetened coffee
cold; exposed next to the ivory window,
consumed by the sea breeze

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You added just enough adjectives to make this a very vivid scene.
I would add and "a" here:
of a blue moon's muse( seems somehow better to me)
I have often experiences this, the cold and bitter taste of reality and being alone( again)

Sachets of sugar torn;
yet unable to dissolve in blackness...

^^
Lovely metaphor:)

Pointless of me

to pour out confessions of yesterday's regrets,
with my body frozen and mind in a state of trance;
confusion plays a track in my head...
with words unspoken;
secrets unable to digest

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Unspoken words, secrets unable to digest..those things all refer to confusion and regret and the inablilty to chance the past. Well worded, Azza.

Shake me off

this melancholy tune, sobering me up
with pristine thoughts, clearing
clogged memories from

my quondam solitude

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It is indeed wise to leave the past behind, and not allow it to consume your future;)

Well done, well written, far better than your previous write, this is far more "you"

5/5 Ingrid