monochrome bland

anne darling photography

the evening wraps me 
in thunderous echos 
of what once was 
guiding winds lead me 
to the tunnel of years 
‘tis true 
this is the true museum 
of unequaled cave paintings 
which can only be interpreted 
by multicolored velvety waves of memory 
but they dare not pass go 
or collect $200- even 
because in the here and now 
even savory multicolored memories 
are harshly converted 
to monochrome bland 

Reviews

[R.M.C]

A lovely write. Wonderfully used metaphors throughout. "even savory multicolored memories,
are harshly converted, to monochrome bland" what a very imaginative and exquisitely apt description. There are countless thoughts this can bring together into this one poem, from things like a very precious memory fading to serious problems such as Dementia. Though you may not have done this on purpose and many people might think little of it, I love the use of a 'cave' and Monopoly - something really old and something relatively new (long term memory and short term memory etc). A wonderful piece.

[Lydia Shutter]

R.M.C., your interpretation is super. I truly appreciate your review. Lydi**

[R.M.C]

No problem Lydi, glad to be able to read your work and express my thoughts.

[highonwords]

there are memories that are considered golden - that is timeless, especially the precious kind with our loved ones - no one can take it away from us, but only time itself

steph

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Steph. Lydi**

[highonwords]

you're welcome, lydia :)

regards,
steph

[Érenn]

A very different read, I must say. There were more pauses when I read, simply because I felt the poet has stopped as well thinking contemplating then continuing on with the thoughts. Appreciation of life comes to my mind? Maybe long time back down the memory lane, where things so vivid, so colorful yet the present state of the poet makes the whole experience bland, a fleeting feeling whether those memories truly appreciated or not. But that said, colors can always be brought in one's monochromatic life, after all we are the ones who paint our lives with the colors we want to ^^ This read sent me in another dimension. I liked it much. Thank you for sharing ^^

[Lydia Shutter]

Errenn, I truly appreciate your in depth reviews. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Lydi**

[Érenn]

Your welcome ^^

[David Scott]

When the eye is blind, it will not see...
I am thinking "third eye" here, but to feel in a "monochrome" state of mind is like eating food through a feeding tube... It might keep you alive, but what's the point of adding flavors?
When we have the ability to appreciate what life has to offer, maybe it is then we will receive it? IDK... One hopes to be worthy and receptive to receive the colors of life.
A delight to read Lydi!

[Lydia Shutter]

David, your reviews make me so happy....you really read me. Thank you. Great analogy, by the way! The colors of life are there if we CHOOSE to see them. Lydi**

[David Scott]

You are a pleasure to "see". Thank you again for sharing your lovely gifts of inspiration.

[Terpsichore]

But how vital those memories are, monochrome bland or otherwise. Imagine if we were not blessed with such a gift; how quickly our lives would become less than the blink of an eye.

A unique view and quite brilliantly put. T

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much. Lydi**

[Sanober]

What clever turn of phrases in this one! Memories will be memories... something intangible, far off. This is a true poetic masterpiece, my friend. You take the common thought and say it the uncommon way. Beautiful, reflective, and a Lydi classic in every way!

[Lydia Shutter]

When you review my work, it makes me smile. Thank you so much for the wonderful compliments here. Lydi**

[paddy d daly]

Hope you don't end in jail, liked the references between the more or less today and the long ago, like the etched paintings in a cave!

[Lydia Shutter]

They wouldn't have me, Paddy! :) Thanks for the review and for the thank you on your other poem. Glad you are back. Lydi**

[Sami Khalil]

Multicolored memories are the true museum. Some are bland and some are vibrant. Your poetry has that multicolored beauty...:)..........

[Lydia Shutter]

So sweet of you to say, Sami. Thank you very much. Lydi**

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome. ....:).......

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Some memories are good to fade, others, sad to leave. In the end all the colors mix together to grey. But...you said it soooo poetically. Amazing, Lydi!

[Lydia Shutter]

Once again, thank you. I appreciate all the time you took to read my work and leave your thoughts behind. Lydi**

[~]

A monopoly of one you are dear friend, when it comes to unraveling the inner world to the eye of the reader. Not to be able to pass go, and not even collect the hard earned currency of Life because of the impenetrable cruel bleakness.
Excellent write dear friend! :D

[Lydia Shutter]

What a lovely review.....I look forward to them. Thank you, my friend. Hope you have a wonderful weekend. Lydi**

[~]

I hope you have a good and cool weekend dear friend. We are having some strong heatwaves over here. :D

[Lydia Shutter]

Not going to be cool here till November....if then. Today the heat index is 102!

[~]

ohh boy...we are supposed to have better weather by Wednesday next week.
stay cool my friend!

[Lydia Shutter]

you too! byeeee**