Painting Voices

Painting Voices by Odin Roark How indelible These frequencies abounding Filling our senses with color Defending our spirit with aura Voices speak Sing Chirp Bellow Crosshatching endless layers How personal their colors Sounds of red Yellow Green And blue Diminuendos to crescendos Weaving and blending Curling and attaching Mixing hues of sonance Into the kaleidoscopic surrounding we absorb To make into our own palettes How lightning gray The subway shriek The yellow/blue Of a lone sparrow The crimson red Of a Pavarotti high C Would that the world might create A global canvas harmonized By colors of passion Love And peace Even as they sort out The dissonant vibrations Of a Pollock guise To allow our blue/gray tempest rage beneath To surface and become one With the purity of white To know that the reflection of all color Cannot be known Without the awareness of black Painting voices Pulsation needing only whisper’s hue To truly hear and see