Black was always your favorite color...................
Like the inkwell that beckons the pen
Like the night spangled with a million stars
Like the sleek machine your ego rides
Like the naked thoughts you dare not speak
Black was the color you always chose................
To draw attention in a crowd
To cover the splinters of your personality
To pave the way for wayward spirits
To separate you from the sheep
I was always attracted to the blackness.............
Of the color of your hair
Of those eyes that enticed me
Of the secrets deep within you
Of the magic that enthralled me
But that was when I followed blindly
Down the path to my demise,
When I drowned a thousand times
Within the depths of those black eyes.
10/25/2008
Linda this is a good, well constructed piece, and has the twists and surprises of the accomplished writer. Glad I chanced onto your page, and am looking forward to reading more from you......greetings from Cornwall.U.K. from Fay.
Quite apropos, for October, and Halloween, Midnight.Black as in Midnight Magic! You continue to knock-out premium quality work...arguably some of your best pennings, period! Now this is whati've been missing...Your talent for expression, when you decide to put your mind's-eye into your work...is as good as any of the top Poet's on this site...And that's that! So, no more sabaticals...got it? lol! fjr
great piece...i really enjoyed it even though i was caught off-guard by the end. P.S. i love your last two lines.
Great write I like the scheme of Black I honestly thought it would turn out to be a hate pome but it didn't for me. Great twist and always remember. Spread Yourself! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
DO NOT READ! ! ! ! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !