Sunday, March 23, 2008

Co-Post with Dfysgrvty

This is what I'll call a "mirror" poem. I wrote a poem, and Dfysgrvty wanted to respond to it with a poem of his own. So here is the resulting "mirror". Enjoy.

The Infinite "Shades" of Gray AWT FIT


The world may not always be

blacks and whites. We may have colors, too.
And it is in the grays ... of that starry night's haze
Where one discovers an overcast light blinking through
One's "values". One's stellar ways
Tones, tints and shades, in a spectacular array of grades made
The way the light takes the night. A kaleidoscope,
Grows the way a beam counter knows
Or fades, a way to show the angles of an angel
And the darkness throwin a curve on fightin night,
Adds dimension, We choose our battles tonight
Weight. the reason we live for…
The eternal war wishes and flashbacks…
Of concretes or abstracts. scrimmages that we twist towards.
Nebulous images, God's mirror glass that never shines on
The gray refracts equal sides where equality slides on and
Both sides, fits them into- a sphere that spins them into
Twists them into something hiding here;
Convincing illusions, follow neither, says the leader
To either follow one in a star's war,
Or the other, Why don't we contemplate?
Or Wait. displaying that constellation
It's the grays defining ledges
Which define the edges in a night that hides the day
Of "values" Takes in light and fades away
Both light and dark. still sittin still in those times
We all walk those lines, When we do walk those lines
At times. these who linger
But those who linger, by the book and the finger
Living always of a daze, bending and defending
In the grays, that mystery of the blindside
Never choosing a side, is it better than choosing to hide
Staying indecisive, and of those with the courage
Those without the courage failing to sustain any inflictions
Of any convictions, will fail too, be impaled too
Without belief likeness in armor and valor
In strong "values"… dueling, fall from the shoulder

They
Will fade into oblivion
And be forever lost
To Fate.

Those are the real
Ghosts: without fear or fear of color

The true infinite "shades" of gray.

~ C.L.R. ~ © 2007 Dfysgrvty © 2007

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