Oh there’s more….

No Color Except Behind the Eyes

gravelly snow

grey streaked skies

blear, red-eyed

no beaming smiles, lips grimacing

grey-green skin blends with grey-brown hibernating grass

no glowing skin exposed

to the sun

all covered up in sweaters

and scarves and gloves

nothing left open to chance in the cold

cars all have salty brown patina, same color on ground and sky

colorless days make us grateful for long nights

where behind closed eyes colors explode like

shards of light, warming all the way

up through the fingertips

skin making warmth like swirls of writhing colors

carries us to the next day

like a memory of a summer’s night

– The Word Rummager

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