Thursday, March 15, 2012

“There is a time for departure, even when there is no certain place to go.” - Tennessee William

More bad internet poetry.

Blue

You're those flecks of yellow that brought colour to my canvas.
You've stained my perception of reality.
To wash you away would be a shame...
So I'll paint around your firefly splashes.
And remember you brought light to the dark.
And remember you made it come alive,
With freckled sunshine highlights in contrast to the periwinkle hue.

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