The spectrum fades slowly
into darkness and lives on.
Clawing to be seen,
in the corner;
of my fragmented dream.
Striving on the black and white
existance, with no
sign of gold.
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Written July 13th, 2005
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You sure had fun with this topic eh
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I like this poem a lot. It can be taken in so many different ways, and you used the color metaphor in a brilliant way. You write a good poem, sir!
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i liked this. it was nice!
sorry i dont have a better comment!
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Powerful! I like the depth of this piece. It is quite riveting and very impressive indeed! Outstanding job on this. Blessings, Gypsy
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Love the word choices, the punch forth the piece. Well done.
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