RESPECT THE SPECTRUM

11 04 13

As soon as I lie

on that couch

my eyes are prone to

the gouge of

an imposter rainbow

and its trick-icon

offspring

I would rather circumvent

the tangible side of time

by lauding a known imposter

than by martyring my ears

to the sleepwalking kraken

of real-time silence

I'm a fool

It will be the same 

forever

Seven times over

those same colours

siphon a soul from

somewhere

and seven times over

a conscience of

somebody else

pokes holes in my own

I have given them

dwarfish nicknames

Angry

Incomparable

Gutless

Optimistic

Sad

Organic

Passionate

Having a nickname

means you've commanded

conscious acknowledgement

and got away with it

If you manipulate 

cleverly enough

it will flourish to respect

Nicknames or not

they have my respect

Is that not enough?

Author's Note

Reviews

[kublakhan27]

Beautiful and strong images here dear brother, your poetry itself is the spectrum, I love the title of your poem, also. (Strong).

You contradiction in your second stanza says a lot, it gives me the idea, you're not happy in the chosen moment ... perhaps consciously, perhaps unconsciously ... (sleepwalking).

You imagine yourself slowly deeper into your imagination and dream world,

I find the irony and awareness somehow very wonderful as you paint it here.
You give us a glimpse into your thought process. (very interesting).

I am curious about those nicknames though ;) ...
Wonderfully done! ((HUGS))

- Elisa

[kublakhan27]

I'm not even sure where to begin dear sis...as usual, you have a very firm grasp on what I'm trying to say, and the mindset I was in when I was trying to say it. It is easier for me to choose the unhappy moments as there are so many more of those to choose from. My circumstances just don't allow me to be happy all the time, try as I may to fight off that reality. Sometimes the dream world doesn't even do it for me as I run into a lot of nightmares when I'm there. So that pretty much leaves me with my imagination, which can go either way depending on what kind of day I'm having.

The nicknames were my attempt to associate an emotion with each colour. It was kind of a take on Snow White's dwarfs, who were all names after their most obvious emotions haha

Thank you as always dear Eli, not just for reading but for supporting and understanding. You know it means the world. Wishing you a happy Sunday, or whatever day you happen to see this haha :) (((HUGS)))

It wouldn't be healthy dear, if we would only smile, :) I'm happy you are like you are. I totally understand you... you're so clever, and visual. You're welcome it was a pleasure to read... (((HUGS))) x

[kublakhan27]

You do understand me sis, more than either of our words can say. Your support keeps me going in my darkest times :) (((love and hugs))) xo

As your words do me, love... take good care of yourself Bro... in my thoughts, through all times x

[writing mojo]

these inward earthy tones of static soul are browning out the obvious ..and the fact you have the gift and give time to name and notice the ungrounded solace specters is very evident and respectfully understood in the dark procession shedding light in this prismatic piece.... great writing as always

[kublakhan27]

Wonderful review...many thanks my friend.

[Angel]

Happy, Grumpy, Bashful, Sleepy, Sneezy, Doc...and of course, Dopey. They all live here with me...

[kublakhan27]

Haha Mine must be from some parallel universe...

[Pryde Foltz]

Nicknames or not
they have my respect
Is that not enough?

It's a start. Phenomenal piece, Steve. Face your demons within and the ones without don't seem so bad. The poem is wonderfully constructed and flow so well.

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much my friend, for reading, and understanding.