Seeking Black
I found myself wanting to be angry and vile,
seeking black, looking hard for him
in all the dark places, lingering a while.
Black has his own ways, unknown to mortals-
slinking out and in mysterious portals.
time be traveling, perching on a gloomy rim.
He is illusive and not easy to find.
Hidden from me in recesses I cannot follow
Black outshone me, reading my unsophisticated mind.
He was the victor, reaping the spoils of war.
Knowing my truth he understood I could soar.
His elusiveness made me wither and wallow.
Written 12-28-2018 Contest: Rhyme Time 7 - Deep and Dark
Sponsor: Lu Loo
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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