Monday, July 27, 2015

The Color of Distance



Eventually every day, the worst and the best of them, fade to blue...

 

Hours fill and fall around us
Tinted with time’s common ground
A kaleidoscope of color
Bud-bloom-bare, around, around

Like a carousel of flowers
Twirling, swirling petal-spheres
Twist through sun-kisses and showers
Weaving whispers into years

Slurring, blurring bronze-red-purple
Gold and gray and green unchains
Hello bleeding into farewell
Until only blue remains


© Janet Martin

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