Mitosis

I'm sorry I haven't been writing... I get into these absolutely awful writing blocks. Anyway this 'poem' is more of an obvious riddle.

Pure white ribbons hide the black and gray darkness within, the innocent facade shades the stormy past

Streaks of majestic purple and mystery, so tight and constricting, so blunt and so conflicting

Thunder crashes overhead, pristine lightning tears through the ebony dark

The rain falls slowly, in pit-patters, then light showers, then a flood

A figure puts on a coat, warm and functional, to only disappear

Into a noisy flat, only to make it noisier and interesting

Author's Note

so tell me what you think ;} (this website needs more emoticons)

Reviews

[Brad P]

I really liked this poem. It was well written, and I love how I found it open to different interpretations. Thanks for sharing.

[Chidoriflower]

Thank you very much

[Coyote Poetry]

You taught me a new science word and shared a very good poem. I like the way you made change possible and left some thing for the reader to think about.Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Chidoriflower]

Thank you very much

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.