pure,
vibrant,
pulsing with life;
fragile,
temporary,
unsustainable.
stay,
do not leave.
but colors
fade,
shift,
change,
like life,
like a river dappled with sun,
the sound of the wind,
phases of the moon,
or
children growing up
and parents
growing old;
time passes
colors change.
sgreerpitt
Friday October 2, 2009
For links to other poems on the prompt "colors" see One Single Impression.
6 comments:
I really enjoyed your interpretation of this prompt. Your words, so true...
Love the photo too.
Happy Weekend, G
Indeed. Very beautiful.
.. melancholy _ like the smoke in a cigarette ..
the passive smoker feels it too..
colors ...a part of life...!
I enjoyed reading this. I got off track and had an old rock music song take hold of my mind. Several, really, a CW or two as well.
That all started with the "stay ... " line plea. Of course none in the songs stayed 'forever' either, they faded, shifted (?), changed, etc.
..
beuatiful rendition of colors :)
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