Color Spinning

When the day goes dark, I find the color.

Color Spinning

Asylum white.

Cholera gray.

Hitler black.

Mutinous achromatic thieves, banding together to steal My color.

He won’t let you.

Razor teeth scrape the blush from My sky.

Glue brooms sweep the emerald from My grass.

Albino ghosts feed from My exquisite rose.

You're smiling now…

because you believe you’ve won.

First kiss magenta

Belly laugh yellow

Happy tears violet

Vivacious kaleidoscopic romantics, dancing Me into mystic topaz.

He is color spinning.

Rambunctious snow cones melt into My cheeks

Hope’s faithful jealousy spills inside My eyes.

Unpredictable autumn leaves streak My hair.

You're angry now…

because you know you’ve lost.

Pillage this world, turn pigment to bleak.

But Me...I dance,

with the One who is color spinning.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Andreisfree]

...lovely use of colors...i started today blue moodier (being a Monday morning - uggg)...and you have just picked me up to mellow yellow...thank-you:)

[Antonio Valentino]

I like your mind and how it expresses thoughts, using colors to describe the hues of our life.

Fantastic.
Antonio

[Judy Ponceby]

Beautiful! :) Lovely descriptive phrases celebrating our colorful lives :)

[Cara Rosalie]

Thank you, Shawn, for catching the grammatical errors. Those "Your" and "You're" (s) have always been my downfall.

As far as the capitalization...it absolutely implies a respect to the One I am referring to. The poem is about my experience with God when I am having difficulties finding joy.

[Shawn Pfister]

"Your smiling now…" and "Your angry now…" you mean "you're" in both instances.

Nice use of color. Not sure I like the Me and My capitalized, it implies a religiousness that I do not see in the poem.