color blank color a white sheet of paper to some, intimidating to others, an inviting canvas sharpies lined up in a rainbow hand picked and thought out by ink-stained hands blank then a line what a miracle the marker is to create with nothing but the turn of a wrist drag it along with your rainbow of colors and create perhaps a red penciled rose With few of blue and thorns of green or maybe a cerulean sea turquoise waves white froth emerald turtles and golden sand or possibly a boy with ashen hair and icy eyes rose petal cheeks and baby-soft lips create something beautiful colors and dreams create blank create
Wrote this on the long way back from edwardsville.
every so often one comes and doesn’t go frothing like fire doldrums as cream from the slums where the stars shine higher with every step lower into the cave of reckless ambivalence So we will save: With our sense The actions As they fly higher Spreading our wings With daft desire
So come with me Walk fast
Because we will not stop in vain or for liars or thieves
You baffle me with your many moods, your stormy tempers, your quirky outbursts, your melancholic whining, your calming melodies, your soothing caresses, the white turbulence that froths at your flustered soul!
Sensual colours of creation shimmer in your depth, every drop carries the colours of your depth, in the depth of your soul, you trance in stillness!
Your mystic charm mesmerises me, I become a vestal drop that celebrates the mystery that unfolds in your soul’s stillness!