Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Chroma

Rose-tinted brilliance strikes against the sky,
while cool blue illuminates darkened buses.
Golden-burning stars stretch across the black,
while verdant greens drain from the surroundings.

As the shades and hues explode in our minds,
synapses connect and recall blushing memories.
Flashing lights and flaring intensity follow,
to the thumping backdrop of life's beat.

Warmth seeps from the atmosphere,
so goes the luster of your laughing cheeks.
Frames darken alongside prospects,
leaving one bleak outlook trapped to concrete.

A visionary's raised fist surrounded,
by fiery oranges, poignant grays, and stark whites.
Imaginative creations of what ought,
earth tones overtaking the brain's palettes.

Beautiful, dirt brown mixes with lost greens,
blooming yellows and reds remembered.
Pristine blues restore life to the flesh,
skins of every tint and tone all burst smiles.

So when the changing of the seasonal guard comes,
may the radiance of every color return.
Never to be cast away again at the smallest slight,
nor to lose their significance to the iris of all.

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