Colors Poem by Kasia Fedyk
Colors
She set down by the waterfall
took out her crayons
and drew.
Her amber eyes were almond shaped
so deep and deep set
crayons created her atmosphere,
the waterfall
-she could not hear
-she did not understand its language
every color she chose became her scars
pink, blue, violet, yellow, orange..
in circular motions of her hand
she marked them.
She was left behind
in the city of circumstances.
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5/1/2024 7:57:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely mystical poem Kasia