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

[Claire Twinn]

Beautiful words and thoughts Frieda, words are the most powerful thing we have. The last two lines are stunning and very unique.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Claire, sweet of you to say.

[MOON]

Etchings, brushstrokes painting the world in colour , the canvas blank till the splash of paint makes it real with differing perspective. Lovely write.

[Frieda P]

Well said Moon, exactly. Thanks so much.

[Pax]

amazing one ms. F

words and its writen verses are piece of us
it colors our world in bright colorful light
or in black and white darkness... our words are
eternally be immortalized in our notes or in this
site that will be remembered forever...

awesome write!

[Frieda P]

Not to mention the hearts of other's. Once we've released our creation's they also belong to everyone here if it has touched them in some small way. Thanks so much.

[fiery-san]

I especially liked the lines

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

it speaks to me... we see people differently... each one a bit more noticeable than the other and as our imaginations flow untold stories unfold. Good job. ^_^

[Frieda P]

Thank you fiery, what a wonderful review.

[Horizon K.]

Wow, I really love this... its speaks to something I have been wanting to express myself. Poetry, writing, words spoken may have so many interpretations and for many, the interpretation is truly colored by their own experiences and patterns of mind... even for me, someone who is very literal...
But I've become fascinated recently with reading other's poetry on WC, in part to learn how others use words, literal or not, to paint their tapestries ... see how others interpret the same poem differently from myself ... then see what the poet meant the interpretations to be. But it also teaches compassion you know? Raw expressions of someone whose life experiences are so different then mine. That is what poetry has been doing for me recently, as I learn to be an artist.

[Frieda P]

Lovely sentiment, thank you. I think as you strive to be a better artist, you learn a lot about yourself and other's, making you a better person, which in turn only adds to the artistry.

[Horizon K.]

Yes!

[Horizon K.]

Loving this, again, today...

[Frieda P]

Awh, you're too sweet Horizon, thanks again!

[Yawny]

Like they say, I wont ever be able to imagine a color that I haven't seen. Loved your graffiti.

[Frieda P]

Thank you, 'they' need to expand their imagination. ;-)

[Yawny]

There lived a lonely woman in Madagascar who was blind from birth, yet could imagine what Red was like. - but 'they' didn't agree. :)

[Frieda P]

In the scheme of things, what does it really matter, it's our concept, and we are free to choose what, how and where we see 'red' ;-)

[Yawny]

:) does our perception originate from our freedom to do so? or simply because we possess the faculty ?

[Frieda P]

Same difference I think, I create, therefore I am.

[Yawny]

I think, therefore I am establishes the closure I suppose. To create will be a luxury :)

[Frieda P]

Pure luxury that comes from a need deep within.

[SleepSpectrum]

Simply Amazing. Too good for words ;)

[Frieda P]

Thank you kindly, glad you like it. :-)

[N!LoC]

:-)

[Frieda P]

Thanks!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

I love this Frieda. I have thought lately about how we think others view us and how we feel when we find out it is completely different. How we feel when we find out they really don't care for us and how we feel when we find that someone we think doesn't care for us, actually does. This is a brilliant write. This is one that deserves to be shared everywhere.

[Frieda P]

Wow, what a lovely review, much appreciated coming from you Neva.

[kelvin]

thoughts flow here indeed for painting a color of someone in their inner source rather then just looking at the surface take a look of which things are chaotic and that of which its calm as a color being painted by the gentle stroke of the paint brush. this is my opinion nothing more Nicely written read here as always keep writing

[Frieda P]

Thanks kelvin, you're always too sweet ;-)

[kelvin]

You're very welcome