Your adventure follows no norm,
trying to stay warm, but black and white
leaves you cold. It makes you feel old,
a vintage version of the you you know.
But, life is full of flavor, not meant
to be lacking the living it gives.
Lives are to be livid; vivid in scope
and spectrum. Color permeates you.
For flesh and blood looks better
the redder we are. Our palettes bloom.
I love this one
ReplyDeleteClever - a reversal of the norm. I enjoyed the subtle rhyming.
ReplyDeleteI like it, so true what you say about black and white; your poem in contrast has a vibrancy. Like here:
ReplyDeleteLives are to be livid; vivid in scope
and spectrum. Color permeates you.
the redder we are. Our palettes bloom.
ReplyDeletelove all of your words.
fabulous ending!