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Mar 2016
Recent thought
Caught
In the revolving door
To my mind
Giving rise to questions
Molestation
Of things I believed
Were settled long ago
So now I am forced
To reconvene
The meeting
Just as the hall was clearing
As the last of them
Was going through the revolving door
And are now reappearing

Such is the weight
To be carried
By the inquisitive mind
To look for something
You never even knew
That you
Even wanted to find

So here is my quandary
If something isn't just black or white
And is in the grey area
One shade grey.... dark or light?
As it spans its scale
Does it graduate from light to dark?
That would make it immeasurable !

Anything that fails the black and white mark
Would be mired in shades of confusion
So it must be one shade
Of murky.. fog like.. swamp water
A smoke choked delusion

So after a bit of thought
To chase the blahs away
I've decided it's never really been
A satisfying concept-- for me anyway
Crazy.... Maybe....Okay...YES!
I believe I've always seen
A veritable rainbow of colors
Existing in that sacred realm between

For instance
What would be the harm
In trying to comprehend another
By saying I'm not sure about that?
I see it as orange or green
One-- or the other
Wouldn't that be a better way...
...To understand one another?

I think that's a tangerine thought
So what do you think?
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
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