Color My World

We breathe words, send them out to be born

they inflict comfort or pain decidedly

pen a rant and it's undeniably recognized

what of the subtleties of our demeanor

provoking chaos and damage control 

is, is 'is', or is it? 

We only see in other's, what is born inside

our own chromatic lives and tribulations 

paint the picture of our acknowledgments

'been there, done that' speaks volumes

do you see me through glazed tainted eyes

or, do you read me with the flair of an artist

each brush stroke, another indelible mark

I trace your berries of scarlet compassion

Color me burnt sienna with umbra

Reviews

[Tarry Franck]

Magnificent piece of poetry my friend! Great work!

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Tarry! Much appreciated.

[Beverly Jane]

I love this, I mean i really do. The use of words, everything about it was perfectly thought out. So much thought and use in this. Awesome. :)

[Frieda P]

I believe you. ;-)
Thanks...

[AYVID N]

Its very true that we paint the world with the only colors we have in our palette. We view the world with our own distorted glass. Projection. A very scary thought brought to fore by you colorfully.

[Frieda P]

That is so true Divya, as much as we try to see things differently, sometimes our own lives get in the way. Color me happy you like this.

[AYVID N]

:)

[SparrowSong]

Oh Frieda, this is definitely a favorite, wow...you have painted the worlds expressed in every poets words, exquisite writing my friend.

[Frieda P]

Thank you sis, I'm really glad you like this one.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Art in any form can inspire many great things... it can motivate people in ways never imaginable. An inspiring little poem

[Frieda P]

Thank you Dale, glad you enjoyed it.

[David Scott]

I enjoyed this poem. I wrote a more bland argument along this line of thought. We only see what we know to look for usually...
Your poem added an invitation at the end that tied in to the title well. Also, the tone was more accepting and less accusing than the topic could lend itself to being. You opened yourself more to be seen in colors and art instead of hiding is the misunderstanding of shadows. Very well done!

[Frieda P]

Wow David, thanks for the lovely review, much appreciated.

[Ahmad Cox]

I love the metaphors and rich meaning behind this poem. I definitely see you with the flair of an artist and you have definitely left your mark here.

[Frieda P]

Thank you kindly Ahmad, I'm glad you enjoyed it, it's actually one that I like too.

[Ahmad Cox]

Well I am glad we could agree because I like it too.

[Frieda P]

haha, I'm sure many do the same, but I'm very critical of my own work, so to like this one brings me much satisfaction.

[Ahmad Cox]

I have to admit I am critical of every single one of my poems too. ;)

[KeeD]

We breathe words, you create them even if you hold your breath. You are one of the most talented, gifted women I've come across in my short but eventful life so far. Expressive and powerful and has just the right amounts of color added to its structure to make it a Frieda P, masterpiece. xoxo.

[Frieda P]

If you were here I'd give you a big squishy hug right now Kee! This put a huge smile on my face my friend, thanks so much. xo

[KeeD]

I like squishy hugs, "squish squish" ^_- xoxo

[Frieda P]

Consider yourself 'squished' ;-)

[SHEEMA HUQ]

I can think of slightly less palletable demands, and of greater challenges to the eye.....a pleasing read, thanks.

[Frieda P]

Thanks for reading Sheema.

[Leslie Philibert]

What I enjoy here is the imagery, especially like the last two lines, excellent, and the way you sustain the imagey ( chromatic, artist) through the whole poem. You have written an excellent poem.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Leslie, much appreciated.