Friday, July 14, 2006

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.

2 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

this and the next poem make me think of Japanese Haibun...love it...

2:48 PM  
Blogger poemer said...

Thanks! I'm not familiar with Haibun...

6:16 PM  

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