breakthrough

06/2012

a contrast of colors grace my sight

as I wipe your murk from my eyes

am I am truly seeing for the first time 

gasping heavily,  I rip at the extensions

of your reach,  pulling myself out of

varlet mentalities and dead errors

weights slide off my back like water

while transitioning from your black

stage set to demoralize the broken

I can breathe with a smile and a sigh

the flowers reach up to me as blue

rushes to fill my once stormy gray

the sun is now shining as I walk away

birds chirp in harmony with every  

step and the breeze feels like gold

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

Is that you up there in this vid? What an adorable young man you are/were/are. Highly doubtful that "adorable" was the look you were going for, but as I am many years your elder I get to say it anyway. This poem of yours here - there is light and hope within which is in contrast to the dark pictures you often paint. I really appreciate all of them, but it IS nice to see a glimpse of your light every now and again. Emotive as all of your works are, but I like the strength you've found and described in this one. :)

[Destinyxi]

Really nicely written, I love the description.

birds chirp in harmony with every
step and the breeze feels like gold

I love that part haha ^ :)

[FJ Davis]

To break away from something that--or someone who--is stultifying to your spirit, grants a great sense of relief. Exhilaration, even.
These sentiments, Joshua, you've portrayed, exceedingly well.

[olla]

so beautifully written.. a triumph of the human spirit.. well done..

[Robbie~xoxo~]

What a treasure this is!... It's wonderful to find harmony. Such a powerful release of emotions, exhaled...Within the stormy gray there is always the sun that shine through. This is golden!

[Octob3r Star]

Very beautiful, awesome way to make the reader really feel what your writing. Cheers

[Muse]

I can only imagine...that it was your precious bundle of joy that inspired this writing. My kids too...turn my frowns into smiles. The days shine brighter every time I hear them giggle and play.

I can breathe with a smile and a sigh
the flowers reach up to me as blue
rushes to fill my once stormy gray

Yes Josh...life created can be like a breath of fresh air. They will always be young in our eyes....

[The White Wolf]

Ahhhhhh......freedom!
Perfectly described, Joshua.

[Chris]

I like the aftertastes of this one and the tones it uses.

[Black]

a powerfull emotional poem, well done