Poem - Life in Black and White

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My poem “Life in Black and White” started out as a statement about black and white photography. It took a turn, and the poem became a statement about something else. This time I will leave it to the reader to discern the meaning. Even if you don’t, the lyrical eight-beat lines are enjoyable by themselves. Enjoy!


Life in Black and White
Poem for Day 139 – 20150519

Life indulged in the black and white
like lyrics sung in the French tongue,
life’s exotic statements made plain,
mysterious and familiar made the same.
We are meant to dance in black and white,
fear not my love, this is our night.
We will visit again that far realm,
where we can sate our thirsty tastes

Another place, leached of color’s touch.
Do you have the heart to travel there?
Are we strong enough to sustain
ourselves in shades of spectrum gray?
When color is washed from the scene,
shapes and contrast take the life’s stage.
Shadows extend from the background,
make plain the sacred of God’s plan.

Another time, much like our own,
with different rules to us unknown.
Frenzied motion frozen in time
as dancers connect to combine.
Essence of life distilled to us,
all others removed from this view,
shadows move in a background hidden,
nothing to us now forbidden.

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