Burst into life, a lackluster slate
Upon which the world would enigmatically paint
It’s colorful scenes and thematic schemes
What does this mean?
So bright yet not seen
The world that I see is more vivid it seems,
Rubies and emeralds, no reds and no greens
There's prisms in bubbles reflecting the sea
Is the bubble a witness to beauty in me?
Such marvels to find
But is it just my eyes
Interpreting light only my heart defines?
Seeing dazzling colors, while others are blind
Maybe in time
Maybe in time
The whole world will rip off the shields from its eyes
And out will pour all of the judgments inside
And crash to the floor … A sharp, swift demise
Only in time
Will our view be sublime
Ticking clock in the sky
Weathered hands pointing high
Whispering gently “Have no fear inside”
They see you my dear!
Their vision is clear!
Your prism has shattered the critics you fear.
You blaze a bit brighter
Amber flames light your eyes
Reflecting radiant hues deep inside
Prismatic shades that capture the mind
Now is the time
For your spectrum to shine
The whole world is ripping the hate from their eyes
Embracing the fierceness of nature’s design
When you muddle the colors together you’ll find
Humanity’s canvas is truly divine
We shield and defend it … our natural bliss
Once viewed as a curse, now perceived as a gift
Opportunity stands by to grant us a kiss
Let’s rip off the stitch
Concealing our bliss
And tear off the paper concealing our gifts
Shatter the norm … its neutrals and grays
Splatter this canvas with glitter and slay
Slay down the walls
That told us to stay
Coerced us to lay
In a colorless place
About the Creator
Suzanne Whigham
Life, no matter how mundane, can be rewritten in such a way that the dull froths into excitement. This understanding has led to a magical reality, where I no longer accept things as they are, but instead how they are written.
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He was my sweet dog, but only for a minute it seemed. See, I already had a dog, and the relationship that I established with her was one riddled with stubborn compromise. A self-proclaimed horse person, I was never one to succomb to the heart-wrenching stares from kitties and pupperoos longing to find their human counterparts. As much as I loved them all, pet ownership seemed too daunting a task for someone with such a busy life. Still I fell for a beautiful Doberman who was rejected not once, not twice, but thrice for a slight jaw deformity which was frowned upon according to breed standards. What she lacked in physical perfection, she more than made up for in personality! Her loving demeanor was enough to make me cave in and allow her to warm the barren sofa cushions of our living room. What followed were months of locking horns over everything from how long throwing the ball should last to who gets to wrap their body in my favorite furry blanket. Just a hint, it was never me. Our entire family effortlessly grew to love her and vowed to never upstage her by adopting another pet.
By Suzanne Whigham4 years ago in Petlife
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