Dark words for bright colors

Dark words for bright colors

A Poem by the phoenix girl

Let the words pour out of my heart in my soul like music notes exploding like the volcano of flowers in Costa Rica.
let the ocean burn with water of colors of blues.
Let the bottom of the ocean sink to the top and let the mermaids fly in the air like a swimming eagle.
Let these red roses melt like a candle wax on the fresh tar pavement and leave your sins behind you.
It's the quiet things that no one ever knows that's got me screaming eternally for the love that is unknown for me.
Let my ink pen take control over my muscles in my fingers, hand and wrist,
I forever will have calluses on my left fingers.
Let the orange, pink, purple, red, yellow and blue flowers grow taller then the trees tops so that you may never pick them for they died right after,
leave them alone and let them die on their own.
Let the waters flood the streets and the old ships hoist a sail so that the automobiles won't harm the air environment no more.
Freedom, what does that mean anyway;
Janis told us, so what is there left to lose.
Energy wasted on technology and things useless instead of for the supreme being.
Absolution, what does it mean for you and what does this mean to you and do I and my poetry mean anything to you.
Let the rivers flow with turquoise, pearls and diamonds and emeralds,
A precious river of beauty joy and love and laughter and serenity, oh my sanctuary is my Lord. Orange, black, midnight blue, turquise blue, purple, pink,green, yellow, and separate white and red with crystals, glittery crystals of what was left. let whisper music notes, i see black and white and a shade of grey of what was before after the beautiful stars,
when I want it to be a certain shade of green.
Nothing, and the world went blank now start over, and there you'll see the crystal.
Now here I am now today, I took a shower with clean water, and washed my hair with good shampoo and conditioner,
and now I am dry, my hair is dry, I am clothed and my baby is clothed and we are fed and what more could I ask for, I couldn't and I won't.
Now let this all go and let the music flow to sooth your soul in peace and for peace. That's all.

© 2015 the phoenix girl


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I like it. Very creative. I'd touch up the mistakes, but that's just me. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the phoenix girl

9 Years Ago

Thank you very much and thanks for the advice.

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the phoenix girl
the phoenix girl

munford, AL



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I'm just me. So many things to say about me. I am like the phoenix...I'm unique, colorful yet dark and mysterious, i am pleasant yet fierce, (threw my writing and my art)...now on a personal level tha.. more..

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