Colors and blades
Dark grayish shades
Perspective, glimmering
The sun shine shimmering
Drops, ice sickle
Morning, barnicle
Fire's gazing amber
And the light to remember...
Accident
Disease
Damaged
Sight
Then
No colors nor blades
But dark grayish shades
Perspective, diminished
The light now abolished
No drops, this winter
But tears where I linger
As nothing, I'd falter
Than the light, I remember....
by Francis Raymond Arevalo
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | January 12, 2010 - 09:11
A sombre poem indeed, francis. I like your choice of vocabulary and the imagery. Works well.
Tina
francisraymonda... | January 12, 2010 - 12:03
thank you X)