Inner Abstracts of Stressed Colors

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Cpat Hair

Member Patricius

since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

0 posted 2004-08-04 05:47 PM

Job, do you hear me cry?

Anguish this the fire
That burns circled path
On neurons contradicted
In input of frown
and muddled mumble words
my mind I say…

“In reason lies the truth”

Yet reason denies these colors
Purpled bruise of green yellowed now in age
Too long it seems
Too long
To make it fit
The sense of it

I look for patience
And in the back of eye find only this
No wisdom to belie the act
One rage against another

One too few the hours or days

I would pray for peace inside
Yet can not find the time
Or way to stop
This awful ragged ride
Of games
                  “You lied”
I am tired in now
Tomorrow brings another round
And I must find the box
To put these
     The colors in

Tell me Job,
   How long till this too ends?

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

1 posted 2004-08-04 06:10 PM

And I must find the box
To put these
The colors in

Tell me Job,
How long till this too ends?
I am wondering...

M

Cpat Hair

Member Patricius

since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

2 posted 2004-08-04 06:13 PM

thanks ms M and hugs back at you dear...

Midnitesun

Member Empyrean

since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

3 posted 2004-08-04 06:49 PM

sometimes, there is too much color to handle all at once
and reason? wish it did always contain truth

hugs

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean

since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

4 posted 2004-08-04 10:56 PM

...you worry me sometimes...

sigh

I know I'm not supposed to read stuff personally, but?

you worry me sometimes.

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

5 posted 2004-08-04 11:06 PM

I would pray for peace inside
Yet can not find the time
Or way to stop
This awful ragged ride
Of games
“You lied”
I am tired in now
Tomorrow brings another round
And I must find the box
To put these
The colors in

~*~

What amazes me in your writings
is the commonality of truths...

and the utter, incessant ring
that when one doesn't accept
another's changes, then it is the one
who changed, that lied...

amazing.

Both the poet, and the poetry.

Kaoru

Member Elite

since 2003-06-07

Posts 3892
where the wild flowers grow

6 posted 2004-08-05 12:10 PM

Wonderful poetry.

Susan Caldwell
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

7 posted 2004-08-05 09:58 AM

"Purpled bruise of green yellowed now in age"

My stressed colors stretch into faded hues of what they used to be...they go back, but leave stretch marks.

Glad I found this today.

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

Martie

Moderator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

8 posted 2004-08-05 10:16 AM

Ron

"I would pray for peace inside
Yet can not find the time
Or way to stop
This awful ragged ride
Of games
“You lied”'

You pour into my empty cup of words, and fill me up! Wonderful write!

Duncan
Member Ascendant

since 2001-08-07

Posts 5455

9 posted 2004-08-05 07:16 PM

"Yet reason denies these colors
Purpled bruise of green yellowed now in age
Too long it seems
Too long
To make it fit
The sense of it

I look for patience
And in the back of eye find only this
No wisdom to belie the act
One rage against another

One too few the hours or days

I would pray for peace inside
Yet can not find the time
Or way to stop
This awful ragged ride
Of games
                  “You lied”
I am tired in now
Tomorrow brings another round
And I must find the box
To put these
     The colors in

Tell me Job,
   How long till this too ends?"

Not a word of this that I didn't understand and greatly relate to.  Imagine that; your words reflecting an all too familiar face and one I'd rather not see...