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On a Colorless Land
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That’s the problem with winter,
Isn’t it?
Everything is pale, unless
It’s dark with age
Or even death,
Blasted trees and such
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Snow is romantic
While it’s falling,
But if the temperatures stay low
Then the ground is white snow or,
Well, ground
For a long while
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There is no solution;
Painting earth won’t help
And what of the limpid winter sky?
Besides, there’s learning here
Via looking out,
Remembering that colors all are
Grand and
We should cherish them and use them
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I know, pretty straightforward
For a poem;
But I was thinking about
Recessive traits:
I have freckles on pale skin,
Blue eyes,
Left-handedness,
All sorts of other things, I’m sure
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For these, I don’t think
I’m worthless
Or you for your recessives
Or you for your dominants
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We can (all) have bold things,
Brings the colors in—
Keep them inside in other ways
Along with textures and
Unearthly sounds
And bell-like laughter
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The senses are bright
And always so
As we might manage them
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Taste and see,
Hear and touch,
Smell—and time be released
For these
(from time to time)
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I don’t know about a wonderful life,
But it can be
And more so
A sensate life
In any season
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C L Couch
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Photo by Steve Johnson on Unsplash
Mixed media painting inspired by Stonehenge.
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December 28, 2020 at 5:29 pm
Wonderful is extremely subjective. Colourful and sensate are much easier qualities to grasp and appreciate.
December 29, 2020 at 12:52 pm
Gorgeous image and writing! Held on to every word 💖
December 30, 2020 at 7:56 pm
Thank you! Another timely response, as I’ve been working on each word more laboriously than typically.
December 31, 2020 at 12:22 pm
Wonderful! Can’t wait to read more of your writing in the new year! 😊💖