Sunday, June 28, 2009

Colorless


How blue is the rain I cannot see
I ask as the walls keep it from me
Colors exist on other levels
Where I am not allowed to witness
Only steel and concrete
And wooden tables
Where I am to confess
I see black and white
And continue with life
©2009 LUTHER SPELLS

9 comments:

  1. dreamy with touches of reality

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  2. There is such starkness in this poem...powerfully done.

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  3. great picture! i also see black and white.

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  4. Great piece of poetry - as usual!! I''ve come to expect the very best from you, bro.. :)
    I specially loved the way you put up this colorful backdrop.. tho in black nd white!!

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  5. I should say the same for your work as well, Dark Lord...Thank You!

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  6. the starkness of black and white... and shadow.
    lovely.

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  7. You can paint a very vivid picture with a few lines. Much respect, brother.

    peace.

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  8. Ah, yes - if we could but see the nuances...Nice work!

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  9. Wow- powerful words and image. Very well presented- and lots to think about.

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