Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR)

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Sorrow Be The Colour Indigo - Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR)

Bleeding-out the heart like xylem sap,
oozing from the bark of autumn trees;
inertia, negotiating crooked grooves,
in depressed, sardonic spiral;
descending to the taste of november soil,
cold, dark, and bitter, as sorrow be.

We bleed in darkest indigo,
thru' the rivers of narrowed veins,
and arteries...streams of purple blue-
the wounded heart in passion;
'less the wound breaks flesh to open air;
turning indigo into blackest red.

Holding-cell for the human heart be
harbouring dread in like tachycardia;
warm pulse cradling, its iced lament,
until faith provides remission.
And sorrow then be a lifeforce....fervent,
as the swelling buds of Aprils verdant fields.



©Frank James Ryan, Jr./ FjR
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Topic(s) of this poem: metaphor


Comments about Sorrow Be The Colour Indigo by Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR)

  • Vidi Writes (8/6/2016 1:14:00 AM)


    cold, dark, and bitter, as sorrow be
    Yet the color Indigo lets me to revive
    Splendid nature's shade on my blue
    Spell bound my mood of rejuvenation
    Time and again, yearn for that pinch of indigo
    To learn through shadows and reconstitution.

    After long long time, just happened to visit this site
    And you are there in posts within 24 hours :)
    Delighted to read and note that your focus is same!
    The 'Indigo' ever part of soul, can't let it go...
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 6, 2016

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 6, 2016


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