misanthrope

When my pictures, before changed,

their lines defined,

their colors bright

and crayons crisp and pointed rounded

in the tastes of spring and autumn,

my heart then knew their subjects.

When my pictures, after my mind 

confabulated with my age,

the youth of my canvas waxed corrugated;

it is now my fingers edifying my mind

and my heart is broken,

for their subjects are torn 

from it's cherished felicitation,

its spring now summer and scorching,

its fall now winter and barren.

I have witnessed too many homelands

withering in the summer,

indigenous folk strangling in buckthorns,

children starving and alone,

widows frozen in vacant stares.

My religion was variegated and springtime,

now a militant, political olive drab

shaded with war and terror and confusion.

My government was royal blue,

now white is tinted to sickly pale of distrust,

and red to rust like bodies oxidizing into rancid meat, 

dying like a battle on foreign land.

 

My fellows were prismatic when they smiled,

now shadows of menfolk with smoky, collapsing lungs,

strangling from lack of peace.

When my pictures were still fresh 

their azure skies lifted my smiling heart,

pigments of daffodil and rhododendron

laced my pallet fondly.

But now my colors tear stained run,

my lines hard contrasting restraints,

there is no room for aborted sentiments.

Is it yet unrealistic

to expect my children 

to color the world,

before they learn to see it?

Reviews

[paul sal.....]

children are fascinated by colors, ; is it not amazing how, as adults, we tend to darken the landscape, what have we lost?

[Ahena MK]

I have witnessed too many homelands
withering in the summer,..

just amazing !!!

[Emma Claire]

This really pulled at my head and my heart. As a growing teenager/young adult, I'm starting to see the colors of the world change their tint. I liked this a lot.

[Wuji]

You seem to possess your own kind of sublimated lyricism that speaks of a creator that has found their native style. Well done.

[kublakhan27]

The way you worked in the seasons and the colours is true genius...you've offered much food for thought in this piece, too much for me to address in one review...the farther I got into this, the more I found myself relating to it...masterful work x.

[Rita L. Sev]

Profound and provocative piece, Xavier. Experience shades everything, dulling once-bright colors - but the next generation deserves a chance at a masterpiece...

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I am withdrawn here...standing in my own sense of time..while you authenticate me "woman" majestic...with crayons and paint brushes. Tools scraping my today. Igniting all the seasons within the flecks of my eyes, among the lines around my full worn lips. My memories running down from my sturdy fabric to my children...fatherless from war..hungry from oppression. I'm famished and you sketch my cheekbones high, fingers dirty, cracked...behind me the hills wander .....leaving only the ruddy remorse of man... teachings lay loosely in the dust of bone yard fields.Oh, Where have the crows flown with sunsets and the dandelion's laughter? I ask you wordsmith, how shall we ever craft the future without tomorrow?

X, I am always in awe of your timeless work...always sitting on the edge of my seat until I no longer hold my breath at the finish. You are so worthy in your place here. Masterful, Moving, Magnificent!

[Lyn Anderson]

This is once again a fantastic write. The depth and breadth of your blend of simplicity with complex thought always amazes me. Hey -- stop by would ya?

[Linda alexander]

to color the world,
before they learn to see it?


The coming generation is very unlucky as they are exposed too early to the pandemonium of the world which won't help them to grow in the ideal way, but it is the truth globally, what is the best we can do teach them as if in the science lab the slice of the older days based on basics of life and values, give them a hand when down spiraling vacuum sucks their energy, it is sad, at least awareness of the changes and truth will lead us along way, excellent job done here

[m.s.early]

Thank you Linda... your comments are so appreciated. I agree. Technology is relied on too much. There are simpler ways to solve complex problems.

[Linda alexander]

You very welcome, so glad to see writings like these, at least it will make us think and bring awareness

[Zahra]

Beautiful piece indeed. I liked it