The Color of Us

May 13, 2011
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Their army of gray

rippling and snarling

crashes at the banks of my confidence

like a stormy sea

on a thunderous summer night

My heart is ablaze

skipping and pounding


with the knowledge

of who

I am

and what my inner mosaic


Unique is my name

never changing nor shifting

until their sneering


fractures my courage

I want to hide myself away

cowering and shivering

as the warmth,

color, flavor,

essence of myself

leaves the body

But suddenly I am restored

breathing, feeling

whole as onyx hues clash

with the ivory shades

of a colorful crescent

beaming down on the

red, yellow, and brown too


together on the great tangled loom

that is


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