gray

There was a tower of honeysuckle 

gold and white and emerald

conquering a telephone pole

where wrens and jays were nested,

caught the wind, 

pressed it behind them, 

took flight.

The mill hummed as automated controls

split evergreens into two-by-fours

and the beige and itchy sawdust pile inched taller.

Red-clay rolled over fields, readied to take seed,

maroon migrant farmers smiling,

gathered under rusted camper shells and rode out.

It was mid-spring-green then;

the yellows were barely glowing on the edges

of everything and by noon

the sun made them all dazzle.

But somehow my thoughts were blanched

laying deep in a gray shadow I had produced for them

over time.

Reviews

[Robbie~xoxo~]

You depict serenity exuding Spring's warm colours, and yet there is the "gray" which overshadow the
beauty of it all...
I love that you open the window to your soul... So beautiful...x

"It was mid-spring-green then;

the yellows were barely glowing on the edges

of everything and by noon

the sun made them all dazzle.




But somehow my thoughts were blanched

laying deep in a gray shadow I had produced for them

over time."~ Thank you for sharing this....

[m.s.early]

(: thank you for reading. it's encouraging that my writing can have an effect :)

[Robbie~xoxo~]

It does indeed!...I Fan! :))

[Robbie~xoxo~]

*I'm a fan! lol

[Mockingbird]

this scene is replete with colors and bustling with springtime activity on a normal day. there is great attention to detail. you don't see what's coming in the last stanza. but being around idyllic surroundings doesn't take away the heaviness in one's heart.

[m.s.early]

(: thank you mockingbird. Yes, indeed. And isn't it a shame how guilt and shame from the past can distract us from the beauty that surrounds us? Thank you for your review :)

[Lyn Anderson]

Yes, this I agree with red - the imagery lends itself to an opening to a greater story ...

[m.s.early]

(: thank you KL :)

[redflutterby]

This is magnificent in its imagery....truly!! Though it is written as a poem I can imagine it as the opening paragraph for some grand novel. You are very talented!!

[m.s.early]

(: thank you red :)