Hued Conversations (Once Coveted)

Hued Conversations (Once Coveted)

A Poem by Constance-Outspoken

Whispered memories in
placid darkness,
inviting and deep as
bottomless sea
Confessed dreams in
soothing pastels,
rich and vibrant as
mid-summer sky
Chanted visions in
kiss-me-quick red,
haunting and lush as
over-ripe cornfields

These hued words
I coveted, standing
solitary as one snow-blue
photograph
of how this world
should never be
When, just as
possibilities seemed nil
Knowing fragile and pale as
honeyed milk
dripped from your lips,
grew me accustomed
to right









© 2010 Constance-Outspoken


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These hued words
I coveted, standing
solitary as one snow-blue
photograph
of how this world
should never be

everyone need someone whether they admit it or not... it is human nature to want love... a great show of how much more beautiful love makes the world.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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More like painting here. Your brush strokes are heavy and delicate at the same time. I love the use of color in writing. One of my favorite writers from Critique Circle did ekphrastic writing and used color like this and it just made the writing so full and enchanting, nuch like it is here. I totally dug this.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Quote:

These hued words
I coveted, standing
solitary as one snow-blue
photograph
of how this world
should never be
When, just as
possibilities seemed nil
Knowing fragile and pale as
honeyed milk
dripped from your lips,
grew me accustomed
to right


This was beautiful. And it may be simple of me also, but the above quoted lines made me think of the world now as this cold barren place (unlike the previous colorful dreams/memories). Its as if, you miss the world as you thought/dreamed/were told it was but now you've realize (with some help) the dreams/memories/tellings were more vivid. It's like: Welcome to the less colorful "real world" (I surmised that from the last two lines ). Its just my take but I really enjoyed the read.

Peace
Blakprinze (Vince J.)



Posted 14 Years Ago


This seems almost unfinished, as if the colors and images and processes of the narrator's mind come to an abrupt moment of revelation. I like the use of color here.

Posted 14 Years Ago


These hued words
I coveted, standing
solitary as one snow-blue
photograph
of how this world
should never be

everyone need someone whether they admit it or not... it is human nature to want love... a great show of how much more beautiful love makes the world.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Constance-Outspoken
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Who wants to know where I am, when who I am is all that matters?, KS



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