To you I may live in a world of dark and light, but
I see crystalline clear, thru bright curtain sheer, the
myriad of sounds in the air, a movie reel of color, at
my beck and call deep purple pounding, thrusting
heavy green rhythmic pleasures, so mellow, soft
yellow sun shot shade of tinkling bells, bright gold music….sweet!
offerings to me on a dull gray leaden platter, exquisite! To my senses
light shimmering of gold and pink, holding out deep blue
Visions of joy, touching me with violet dreams of forevers and
Clarifying my blank stare with silver vibrating clear pictures of
my loves who thrust into me orange-red hot shots of my passions which explode,
deepening into the warmth of a coated brown fur contentment, holding out
the occasional grey goose mist shot of my swallowed sorrows,
containing small cold blue fragile ice chips of fire opal color, and
I hold no fear of so many blinded tomorrows, filled
with fearfully emptied unseeing emerald eyes, lightening
cam quick fire bright shots of light which red spark my senses,
Showing me credit card plastic clearly, that
Though I may live in an Armani dress world of black and white,
I see thru my children’s laughter sound filled voices…
A rainbow…
In a list
A contest entry
- Let's Pretend by Danna Hobart.
375 points, ended December 5, 2007, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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There are a lot of beautiful lines in there, but it is one really long run-on sentence. It would really benefit from proper punctuation.
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