Adventures Across the Barricades

adventures approaching and across the mysterious barricades



Posted on August 4, 2013 at 12:40 AM

i looked at the sky


and became a child.

once again, with my crayons in hand,

trying hard to stay

within the lines,

i closed my eyes,

and with disastrous lack of care,

chose outrageous colors

and began to paint.

in front of my closed eyes,

there appeared washes

of melted colors,

blending, contrasting, complementing

the other colors.

my fingers dripped


of hot 

sky-waxy tint.

how often i've looked at the sky

and wanted to paint again and again,

until the grey gesso

of background blanket had washed away,

but how seldom i can find

that box of colors.

so, in these years,

i don't look for that box 

to cover the sky,

i simply wait

and keep my eyes

at sundown, 

turned to the west.

it is there that i hope

for my vision to break

through the grey of sea.

what wonderful sights

await beyond the mist.

come, colors,

and destroy my grey

and alight my dreams with your 




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Categories: Heart Dances

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