Monday
April 23, 2012
Okay, so I'm learning it takes a much longer time than I want to write a poem... need to take the time BEFORE posting... So, the posts will probably less than EVERY day! I could have just replaced this poem on the blog instead of posting it as a NEW poem, but it feels new so:
Black and White
My shadow lives, his back against
the wall. Secure he is,
at home he feels, the cold and
gritty touch of brick
along his spine, a lover’s stroke,
strong yet kind.
But in this lively world of ours where color
reigns with harsh and brittle light, this poor shadow
mine can barely find a friendly wall to stand along.
Too three dimensional this noisy world, too many wrongs
to right, and far too many wrongs unfairly justified. A
shadow
leads a simpler life, one scoured clean in black and white.
rrw 4-17-12
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