hues

Pondering ideas commonly felt regarding GOD and the poem came a running

brush never wandering

dyed me orange yellow and red

understanding I am those colors unlike any colors

intuitive of lust for rising

but in union we are of bluish mistakes and lavender

as aware how darkness is supposed to be

underneath no thorough bred cause he looks most like Eve…

unknowingly having some serpent

somewhere along those trenches and allies up in through

buried inside… wedged in corners…stare harder

embrace resemblance to the master of pollutants

ozone we inhale that’s has failed you and me…

children of Adam from birth

don’t blame this mess in here on God…cause he is

the ever after long before

unlikely caller of disaster to front porches

gathering disgust piling it to the point of hot volcano tips erupting in faces

HE wraps pretty things.. sights for the cornea

orange red yellow scenic

attractive bluish lavenders opaque

silver onyx a redeeming shade

all needing saving from ourselves

and have we gained firm hold on life

that we imagine thinking

as we should continuing slaving

 

for there the PAINTER strokes his commands

 

Author's Note

From the idea of GOD being the giver of every good and perfect present (a scriptural quotation): Would this concept also include we who are enslaved to the wages of sin, him taking in death those we cherish so much as part of those "perfect" gifts. Something to ponder. Image called "Here Comes The Sun" www.ebsqart.com

Reviews

[Aethereal]

Your poem gets me thinking about bright colors. Death is a dark empty cup that's all the better filled with bright colors. The void attracts bright colors. Bright colors flow from their mysterioius source to their sink. Bright colors consist of useful energy. It seems to me that you're considering God to be the source of bright colors. I'll think about that when I go outside today where all my colorful flowers are basking in the sunlight.

[Shirlena]

Yes, you are correct in your assumptions Aethereal...color is life and I thought I would use it as a metaphor to describe God, who gives life. Yes, thank you for reading and for getting it.

[Aethereal]

God is a mood containing a spectrum of colors that's necessary for us to be fully sentient and conscious. It’s the essence of Consciousness. God is what we are.

[Shirlena]

Well I understand we can reflect God qualities because according to the Bible we are made in his image but the Bible makes a clear differentiation between him and us as it explains that he is the Creator of the heavens and earth, universe. I on the other hand had no hand in this earth's creation so I can't began to assume or lay claim this of the sort of notion but do adhere to the fact we were created in his likeness.

[Aethereal]

The God Mood is a synergy within the greater synergy of Consciousness. Synergies can't be described in words, analyzed with logic, nor may computer algorithms be written for them; they may only be experienced as the thing-in-them-selves by those who are composed of them. In a synergy, the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. When the parts come together, they aren't parts anymore for they are transformed in a non-analytic way into the greater whole. When Consciousness reflects upon itself the God Mood is generated in the same way that the “Other-Cat-Mood” is generated for a cat who looks in a mirror and thinks that it’s another cat. It’s just an image of himself. The God Mood is the image of our Consciousness in the mirror of our mind.

[Jumbo J]

Well that's much more than something to just ponder about or on. To see beauty within the world we live in is not always an easy task... of course it is for me, I live in paradise where colours blend and bend with the four winds... But for sure our creator has given us refuge, you just have to realize it's staring you in the face at every turn, beauty is everywhere... yes, even in death... James xx

[Shirlena]

Yeah man...but did you like the poem LOL? (now I'm really messin with you but...did you?) Yes, I have a favorite here who wrote a poem about death that was so refreshing, no macabre or darkness in it. I was taken back so I agree with you of course, on this. Thanks J.

[Jumbo J]

Of course i liked the poem, in fact... it's more than like. When tapping into profound thoughts that stir the powers to evoke reflection in others, I'd say kinda magic, wouldn't you?
I feel like your someone that plans her moves in deep thought... so of course your writing is going to project just that, yes as it did here with this 'little ripper' very lingering indeed. xx

[Shirlena]

Thank you...I know. I was just kidding sweetie.