Black Painted CanvasA Poem by Adeline E. WeathersMonochromatic or Greyscale; 13121I used to wonder what it would be like; Either blind and colourblind. The world before, devoid of colours And was used to black and white. There were different scales And shades of the two. What of the people who felt blue, Was that a shade before me? Just an interest in the things past me how the colours now seem to fit, Or was I there before, Have I already seen it? The people beneath the sun, Were the rays different shades of white? What about the sky above you; Before colours were in hue How were the clouds' shade of gloomy? And the flowers in the field of Mary Upon leaving the spring; The contours of water rippling The artists that painted Has different shades of way On how the colours appeal About what the scenery would feel Like a blank painted canvas Sitting still by the veranda It could have any paint, What was the agenda? © 2021 Adeline E. WeathersAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on November 7, 2021 Last Updated on November 7, 2021 Tags: Poem, Art, Contemporary Literature AuthorAdeline E. WeathersAbout> a queer ace asian kid disappointing in all forms. If you come across my profile, thank you and hope you have a pleasant day!! >I like cats and coffee:v >Writes at her own pace, on a random ba.. more..Writing
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