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Colours


Would that the world was black and white
no colours, or their hues, to blur the sight
all things, quick sorted, left or right.

No nuance of the eye, or mind
nor deviation from the norm, to find
hidden in the muted edge of graying line.

Is there no peace within unshaded lie,
no colour twixt the harshness of cold dye
save the blotted smear as colours dry.

Who drained the colour, stole from break of day
that which drew the colours home to stay,
condemned us to this black and white display,

Sucked from love the crimson red of heart
tamed the variance of sweet and tart
hit the bullseye with a dull and tasteless dart.

What if the colours should some day return
to fulfill the dreams for which we yearn
would it then be black and white we scorn?


for Shadow Hamilton 
contest - Colours
6/26/2014

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