Title: Gray Crayons
Description: ...
kikyophobia - March 20, 2008 10:25 PM (GMT)
Okay, I don't THINK I'm done with this. I haven't decided. My brain just decided it was done. xD
Gray Crayons
He is ashen,
stirring winter between strands
of silk locks aloft. Grow!
(Resistance.)
When sunbeams feast, he
seeks white, this braided,
twisted boy.
Reeds, gray crayons,
of sullen fingertips
paint ash rainbows
in this placid blanket
surrounding
the ivory child.
From manhood he runs;
but color is blind
as always
to voices dressed in flutes.
Sing a low drum--
oh, maybe.
Lady ZeiKumi - March 20, 2008 11:33 PM (GMT)
OMG I wish I knew how to write like this. The way you use words is incredible. You should really think about becoming an author. I'd definitely buy your books. ^.^
kikyophobia - March 21, 2008 12:10 AM (GMT)
Aw. :excited: Thank you. I appreciate it. ^^
like_light_to_the_flies - March 21, 2008 12:12 AM (GMT)
| QUOTE (Lady ZeiKumi @ Mar 20 2008, 06:33 PM) |
| OMG I wish I knew how to write like this. The way you use words is incredible. You should really think about becoming an author. I'd definitely buy your books. ^.^ |
She should, huh?
But I still think she needs to try writing something happy. xD
Jk.
kikyophobia - March 21, 2008 01:16 AM (GMT)
Aiko - March 31, 2008 05:27 PM (GMT)
Happy is overrated! No, I kid.
I love it, as always you crush us all beneath your mighty pen!
x-x
Excellent job, KP.
Ashita Genki Ni Naare - April 1, 2008 11:25 AM (GMT)
Might as well bow down now. -Bows down-
I love your poems as always KP!