Ochre
Sometimes, when I'm trying to sort through my emotions, colors appear in my mind. And that color seems to somehow encapsulate what I'm feeling. Right now, I'm feeling a chalky ochre color. It's shade is a rusty sense of faded, tainted things that were pretty to begin with, then somehow got discolored. It's a rusty bruise...I'm just wondering what other colors it will turn before it fades.
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this and the next poem make me think of Japanese Haibun...love it...
Thanks! I'm not familiar with Haibun...
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