unequal bittersweet
(outside the lines)
you told me once that green was the color of life
and then you left my heart floating in its own red tide
i asked for help and you laughed in ripples of reduction
neon notes of avarice slipping through your yellowed teeth
but you held my hand the day the world turned violet
and didn’t let go until my moss-eyed stare
rose to hold your reflection
i knew right then there was no getting free
of the boundaries we’d blurred between us
you were my cornflower and i was your olive
and everything else was left in the box
two empty spaces perpetually waiting
for someone to turn the lost page
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A poem a day for 30 days, in honor of National Poetry Month.
This post is part of NaPoWriMo.
Also joining in with PAD (poem a day) over at Writer’s Digest.
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April 19th, 2014 at 11:42 am
Cornflower and olive combo – intriguing – my favourite colour combination, though. The last two lines are rather wistful, saddening…
April 19th, 2014 at 1:21 pm
Oh this is wonderful…. you held me until those last two powerful lines! Great!
April 19th, 2014 at 1:31 pm
I especially like how you primed us with color, then slid ‘rose’ in as a verb – as though preparing for the twist back together in the next couplet ~
April 19th, 2014 at 3:23 pm
. . . to turn the lost page (sigh).
April 19th, 2014 at 3:49 pm
Gorgeous (again!)
April 19th, 2014 at 5:15 pm
This is a real narrative kaleidoscope, of colors as symbols, as feelings, as wordplays, and also, sometimes a color is just a color–(‘rose’ doing associative duty here is my favorite) The ending gives the poem full form and resolution, with real grace. Thanks so much for your visits, Kelly–this poem a day thing is kicking my ancient butt.
April 19th, 2014 at 5:32 pm
smiles…sounds like you were made for each other among all the color…and getting away is over rated in the right circumstances…ha….smiles.