Find the colors, because my God they are beautiful.
Find The Colors
It's tough isn't it?
Trying to find the colours in
The black and white.
I know.
I've been looking for them too;
Endless wandering through photographs,
Memories of my own memories of theirs -
The list goes on.
Unfortunately,
We have to get past the photographs
And the memories,
To really find that little shard of rainbow.
But they're what's making them – the colours,
Hide deeper and deeper
Until they are impossible to find.
The trick is,
To take that huge eraser;
And just start with
Making the page blank,
And start over again.
You'll find the colours then.
Poetry by NorthStar
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Written on 2011-05-05 at 07:44
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