Sunday, September 27, 2009

colors.osi

refraction

her changed contact lenses
transparent as truth
see through opaque lies
the charred black surfaces
of burnt out grasslands
till a green alphabet
sprouts on the parched earth
the goldenness of the corn
makes breakfast of the day
the porcelain cup of the moon
serves a drink of purplish grapes
her vision is colorless
like pure water or air
colorless
as the prism of my mind
it could bend the truth
or find a rainbow
in the black and the white
of her eyes that i read
like the verse that she is ..

/ original / z.g.

18 comments:

  1. Breathtaking poem my friend!
    I love the world you paint with your words :)

    Have a great week!
    Anna

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  2. beautiful
    love how the imagery of the moon and colors come together. great detail!

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  3. colorless and prism as a state of being. . . I really like this thought.

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  4. Love the porcelain cup of the moon...what an image.

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  5. I love the honesty and beauty of your poems.

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  6. I was so hooked to these lines
    "the goldenness of the corn
    makes breakfast of the day
    the porcelain cup of the moon
    serves a drink of purplish grapes"...wonderful imagery.

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  7. Oh my goodness ...
    You painted this so beautifully.

    "to find a rainbow
    in the black and the white"


    This takes my breath away .. because you have shown in your words that it is possible!

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  8. sometimes we feel colorless and lost

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  9. .. would be so good if it were only sometimes moe! ..

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  10. yes.. namastey to you too and a very beautiful poem! nicely written!

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  11. Great take on the prompt...and lots to think about! Thanks!

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  12. What a 'romantical' you are! Great poem, zoya--prism that you are--

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  13. porcelain cup of moon - wow!

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  14. A striking, very original work. Nice one Zoya. Really enjoyed reading this.

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  15. beautiful. would that we all had contact lenses that could see the truth. I particularly like the lines: "the goldenness of the corn/makes breakfast of the day".

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..namastey!~