Thursday, October 04, 2007

Colour me


black drip from my soul.
Slow is the colour that blinds me.

that binds me,



leaves me in shades of grey.

9 comments:

M@ said...

...and how are YOU today, Etain Lavena!?

etain_lavena said...

I am good Matt Animal mind....how are you?

Nosjunkie said...

I love these short little one or two liners they always leave so much room fo enterpretationa and at the end of the day that is what poetry is for.
I had real feelings bout this one.

for those who want to hear it. Black to me hase always represented two things. One the darkness, as in the the bad thoughts that make you wanne crawl into a corner and die. But at the same time it has also represented a deliberate rage against society. I dress gothy to make a statement that I am an individual and dont follow the crowd.

Both Bind me, I will never escape the bits of blackness in my soul unless I am able to revers time I am bound to make peace with it and find a use for it.
And as far as the individuality goes " I can never wear pink and feel gud about it" not that I ever would.

Anonymous said...

hey babe!! im so sorry for being out of touch lately..been sooo busy anyway it doesn't really matter..i just want you to know that you're not forgotten..take care always!! and i'll just drop by from time to time..your pieces are getting better..good luck and email me sometime..

Lloyd

Charles Gramlich said...

Great jewel of a poem. almost a haiku.

etain_lavena said...

Very interresting Lee....kewl:)
Hey Lloydie...thanks my friend, miss you, hope your ok.:)
Thanks Charles, almost:)

Katie McKenna said...

Growth is a tough change, but evolution brings with it, its own gifts.
cheers!

Wayne Allen Sallee said...

Always good work, Etain. No room for error with your words.

eric1313 said...

Another beautiful but very short poem.

"Slow is the colour that blinds me.

that binds me,"

Very evocative writing, and the picture, too, is awesome.

Take care/peace out.