Tag Archives: Colors
Lead Off
My eyes stay on her
My third-eye coach at third base
My queen, my conscience
No Othering
We must sit alone through This
No one has our back
Not forsaking sunlight then
Nor the sturdiness of these vintage legs
Doors behind us closed, by intent
Facing East, where will our colors lead us
What mystery does the morning hold
What certainty does twilight promise
Stripes of Stars
What is it, you ask, that ails me
The pain for the colors within
See
Black, brown and white
I've every stripe
Extraterrestrial green
You sense what I mean
Supernatural blue
As too, do you
I have every faith
Saturday Change
Today,
Be they multicolored
Or left white,
I want to see them
Not silent.
I want to hear their frayed edges
Delicate
Tho’ woven-well together
And moving on the winds.
of your youth
What colors
What flowers
What oaths
What wings in hearts and on eagles
What souls
What yeas
What nays
What presence of light and of shadow
Those Colors Again
Stairs
Steps
Stacks of grand books
Her hands reaching out
Sometimes there’s someone to grab them
White
Brown
Body unclothed
Her tears crying out
Never there’s anyone aware
Flying
Soaring
Feet on the ground
Her mind reaching out
Always there’s nobody who’ll speak
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