Saturday, April 28, 2018

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['broken hearted' BY chris bradley; Fair Use]


ARCH OF COLOUR
If i curved a question into arch of colour,
Would yellow be the taste on my tongue?
With sweet aromas of tomorrow, to her
Bosom cling, like spring time daffodils?
If i bridged raindrops into arch of colour,
Would deep overcasts, shoot innocence
Into wretched despair? To sadden mothers:
Gut, joints, blood, bones, dust, and tears;
Into scenarios, macabre enough to holler,
Enough! of horror from gadgets loathsome.
Let love alone; rainbow into arch of colour
ARCH OF COLOUR © gillena cox 2018




Revisit
28 Apr 2015
28 Apr 2017
a 2016 Fold


Blog hopping today with imaginary garden. In April we write a poem every day

Fashion Me Your Words to FOLD ~ In April
I am prompting today


ENJOY THE MUSIC


23 comments:

  1. My goodness this is so powerful, Gillena! Especially like; "If i bridged raindrops into arch of colour,would deep overcasts, shoot innocence into wretched despair?"

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Sanaa

      much love...

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  2. You've used words in very original, unexpected ways, to create vivid images and a powerful message.

    (I thought the 5th line had to be identical with the first. Never mind, I'm happy with the way my poem turned out by doing that.)

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    1. The repetitive phrase end at 1.5.and 11. are important Rosemary

      Thanks for dropping by

      Much­čî╝love

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  3. The adjective "RAW" comes to mind. I especially relate to the lines
    "Into scenarios, macabre enough to holler,
    Enough! of horror from gadgets loathsome." Yes, enough,,,

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation LC

      Much­čî╝love

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  4. Powerful imagery. Love will always find her way.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Paul


      Much­čî╝love

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  5. Love the way you painted this with color... bless the colors instead of the grey.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Bj├Ârn. And i used Yellow as the colour for Hope

      Much­čî╝love

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  6. Thank you for dropping by Annell

    Much­čî╝love

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  7. I like the idea of yellow as a taste, Gillena, and the way your poem begins with 'sweet aromas of tomorrow' and daffodils, and then veers into overcasts and wretched despair, a massacre with 'Gut, joints, blood, bones, dust, and tears'.
    I think I prefer the arch of colour, too!

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    1. Thank you for your sppreciation Kim

      Much­čî╝love

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  8. Such vivid imagery...you folded taste and aromas into this poem. Lovely!

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Vivian

      Much­čî╝love

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  9. I love the opening lines - they are so curious for their power - and the taste of yellow - yes, many associate with hope - but oh, in some moments, I would really like to be someone who has Synesthesia - although, I did slip into a 3 day zone once, and literally became the colour yellow. Really. Sounds odd. But honestly, not crazy.

    Anyhow, I really like how you've painted and triumphed with the rainbow - arching over, reaching its fingers beyond - to offer hope, lifting brightness to the despair.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Willow

      Much­čî╝love

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  10. your words truly complimented the art

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  11. Thanks for dropping by Candy

    Much­čî╝love

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  12. So potent, Gillena. Love the use of yellow, and the hopeful rainbow ending.

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  13. Thank you for your appreciation Sara

    Much­čî╝love

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  14. I like the use of questions here and the thought of colors curving and bridging..

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