White blended into black.

White blended into black.
Born out of the wet darkness of a womb,
then pulled into a glaring sterile room,
so pure, and sweetly scented, pale white skin,
contains a precious soul, unflawed and fresh.
till we exit in the blackness of a tomb,
pressed tight between white satin, and perfumed,
to hide the stench of death, they seal us in,
till soon with mother earth again we mesh.

For all that lies between these points is white
unpainted canvas for blood, sweat, and tears,
where images are splashed, both day and night
some leaked, or wept as we share joys and fears
white teeth,
white bones,
whites of our eyes expose
our smiles, postures, and what each pupil knows,
each day granted to study makes it clear
that life is a blank paper where ink spilled,
will eulogize our passing when life's stilled
as white blends into,
black earth gently tilled.

Reviews

[Tricia Pattinson]

Love the imagery and thoughtfulness in this write. What a beautiful poem!

[Sometimes Blood]

This is absolutely enchanting and so creatively penned. Beautiful job here

[Mary C]

a beautiful work of poetic art. All of your poems speak clearly for themselves

[Michael (Letters and Li..]

Nice poem. Crafted so wonderfully! I love how it comes full circle. Brilliant, my friend! :)

[John Anderson]

Very nicely expressed...well done

[Matching Socks]

What a great write minstrel. :)
The circle of life, it's a gift...to be treasured.

[Anne Timmins]

this is BRILLIANT work indeed! Well done.

[Blake Fodor]

Well done! This is very expressive and conveys a high level of emotion

[Susan Beth Horvath]

Beautifully done and definitely good enough to share!

[yuki]

very deep poem it seems to me It made me want to read more going through very well done :)