Should we cover our eyes? The weather is changing shedding kaftan of spangled yellow and twitching greens. A boozy breeze arises (should we cover our eyes?) brandishing fickle fists and punching cloth to flapping, draws forth a wool curtain in sullen billows over trees. Should we cover our eyes? A storm in gunmetal grey malicious, sexy, glinting - a skintight arboreal gown. We are the change room. Should we cover our eyes?
Modesty
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Out of the Cave 
I really like the last two stanzas. Especially the last two lines. Really well done.
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Thanks, Bob.
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Ah, so clever
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I’m afraid to close my eyes as I might not ever open them again…
Fine work. Thanks!
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Love the question frame and of course the booze breeze. Cheers to another superb verse, Worms.
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Many thanks, K. Nothin’ like a boozy breeze.
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Love how you used the form! The repeated line you penned changes with each stanza – fascinating.
I am taken by “boozy breeze” and “We are the change room”
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Thank you so much for reading! And I so appreciate your feedback ❤
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I used to work in a retail store and had shifts manning the ‘changing rooms’ – amazing how a few folks will take advantage of that privacy by switching tags or otherwise attempting theft. That was the first thing I thought of.
That and having to change for gym class in Jr High school. No one should have to be forced to ‘change’ in a group.
We do need to ‘change’ our attitudes to accept our similarities and our differences. Well done.
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“Shedding caftan of spangled yellow” – gorgeous!
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Thank you! 😊
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