Helen Of Troy Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Helen Of Troy
Helen of Troy
In her eyes a bucket
I, canvas
She had paint.
"Not blue"
I told her.
Then questioned
"What color? "
"Good question"
She answered.
"Not green..."
I comment:
"Lead, Silver, mercury
Whatever
Poisonous and killing"
We both laughed
Then we hugged.
The feelings on my chest,
Confused on colors
Her softness; of gender
Friday, July 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: romanticism
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