Chromatic Errors

“The Mediterranean has the color of mackerel, changeable I mean. You don't always know if it is green or violet, you can't even say it's blue, because the next moment the changing reflection has taken on a tint of rose or gray.”  Vincent Van Gogh (Dutch painter)

The porcelain mattress has slipped beneath,

Arms flailing, the soul takes its buoyant caprioles ,

Encased in a plasmatic capsule,

It ebbs away in a colored monologue,

Magenta turning into copper-bronze,

And the plethora of other earth colors.

Crusted in the mahogany flakes and the fossil grains

I still feel tender shoots of old sown buds,

That supple petiole in her aquamarine glory.

The neurons affectionately respond

At the fondling of the ladybird pincers,

Crawling in their oval domes,

Their spotted rosy flavor tempting my nostrils.

Even the late February snow melts the wan,

Gurgling its way to the abodes of motley,

I wait for the membranes of the calcite shells to crack,

Breaking free of the monochromatic monolith.

Author's Note

It's spring here at my place... the nature is changing its color... from grey shades to tones of pink, orange and scarlet.... and I find myself trying to come out from a state of stoic dormancy.... Hope you can relate

Reviews

[Mary C]

This is a wonderful write. I love the imagery.

[Dayran]

Shades of colors, a mix of the elements are all important parts to our sensation of experiences but as yet they do not convey the meaning we intend or want. Hard to say how we may communicate our disagreement but it starts gently and in a subtle expression of regret. Nice write!

[Hotwater]

Poetry in splendour... such a crash of descriptions... dreamy.
*bird*

[Kenneth The Poet]

Colorful, descriptive, and for lack of a better word...intense!

[Empirik]

This is very complicated and beautiful. Intense feelings and advanced structure make this a pleasure and an interaction within your own mind. I can sense where you are. I enjoyed reading this brilliance. It takes grit to get through the tough times of winter. (personal snow storms) Get it out. Looking forward to more. Oh, and I have posted my writing from the Rothko exhibit. Go check it out. I think you will like it and find it interesting as one artist to another. Cheers mate! :)

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

A delightful read and very creative piece about Earth and the changing of the seasons. Great imagery. Nicely done.

[EMMIE]

WOW AWESOME IMAGERY THIS HAS TO BE ONE OF YOUR MOST CREATIVE WORKS VERY VERY VERY WELL WRITTEN! IM GIVING U AN A+ =D

[R J Askew]

This was a delightful read at 9 p.m. on a Friday night after a numbing week at work. Your words and the feeling behind them are inspiring and refreshing. And the VVG lines at the top were a delight to read, too. Yes, I can relate to the emergence into spring that you capture here. I am really looking fwd to spring this year. We are almost, almost there. So your poem was a very timely read. My neurons affectinately respond to your poem.