breakthrough

06/2012

a contrast of colors grace my sight

as I wipe your murk from my eyes

am I am truly seeing for the first time 

gasping heavily,  I rip at the extensions

of your reach,  pulling myself out of

varlet mentalities and dead errors

weights slide off my back like water

while transitioning from your black

stage set to demoralize the broken

I can breathe with a smile and a sigh

the flowers reach up to me as blue

rushes to fill my once stormy gray

the sun is now shining as I walk away

birds chirp in harmony with every  

step and the breeze feels like gold

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Shelley Holt-Lowrey]

Is that you up there in this vid? What an adorable young man you are/were/are. Highly doubtful that "adorable" was the look you were going for, but as I am many years your elder I get to say it anyway. This poem of yours here - there is light and hope within which is in contrast to the dark pictures you often paint. I really appreciate all of them, but it IS nice to see a glimpse of your light every now and again. Emotive as all of your works are, but I like the strength you've found and described in this one. :)

[Brittni]

From the reaches of darkness bursting into the light! That first breath of fresh air, almost like you are coming to life again...you captured that emotion perfectly, very good read I loved it.

[TL Boehm]

Beautifully penned exhalation and deep draw of fresh air...

The first fresh air, and open sky after a long time, I've got the chills all over, how perfectly discribed Josh, I feel you! xx

[Lily Mae]

Rebirth and an awakening of all senses.. Thank you for allowing me to step inside such beauty in my own thoughts and emotions :) xo

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

this is beautiful each word rolls off the tongue

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the strong description and the flow of thoughts. The ending was amazing. Good to open eyes and see a better place. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[MoriartyMesa]

Little forced, nice, but some of it was a little forced when the wording contrast with the thought and emotion. I don't know the first thing about poetry so my word aint gospel, but little fixes might help this.