Brown M&M's

Brown M&M's

A Poem by Vela June (or aira isane)

school homework/ personal

We were nothing, but names

written in the heavens above.

The clouds carry our history

publishing memories of us.


It starts off

In a language we often speak

from a far away land that no one knew.

Beyond the castle of white

and meadow of yellow,

You told stories of people

we held close to our hearts.


We’d open bags of m&m’s,

You took the colored

while I took the browns.


You were more than a confidant,

a faerie of the Earth

and in the language we knew

a brother You became.


We were the closest of non siblings

We were a promise,

restrained not by ourblood.


Your wings of rainbow after the rain

was captured by smiles

all over the world.


The flute You held tight,

to make music resound

in the ears of people

bound by their blood,

is now lost beyond time

in the meadow of yellow

surrounding the castle of white.


This was an ode

when the process began.

With Your weightless feet

and feather-like stance,

You drifted away

like the faerie You are.


Mother Earth didn’t call,

didn't make a small fuss

when You landed here

just to hold my small hand.


But You flew to the highest

point in this world,

to the tip of a tree

called the Father of Oaks.


Grabbed for the bag

we had opened together,

You took the colored

into Your hands,

shoved them down

to the dirt below.


You took my brown ones

and left me with none.


The words have been lost

in the midst of the mist.

Make no mistake

You then spoke to me

as you opened a bag,

You took it all

and left none for me.

© 2011 Vela June (or aira isane)

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Vela June (or aira isane)
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Added on October 20, 2011
Last Updated on October 20, 2011
Tags: surrealism, tone, metaphor, narrative


Vela June (or aira isane)
Vela June (or aira isane)

Long Beach, CA

I’m currently a homebody, doing the things that I love which are drawing and writing. With the second chance of having free time, I’ve immersed myself in works I’ve put off for a whi.. more..