Monday 24 September 2018

let us mix colours




the yellow ochre meld into burnt umber,
a bit…
my earthy aspirations split between golden rays;
straight, diagonal and broken lines of muse,
a bit of reality…
and a lot of colour splashes, your splashes of crimson lake;

haven’t we talked it all, a million times?
the routine, the bills, the dishes, kids, chores
and yet, like sun, moon and earth they rotate
again and again---
the golden rays pass between splits,
they come and go and then I take a cup of coffee---

we all are clouds; we go round and round and round,
meanwhile let’s mix colours, your crimson lake
and my yellow ochre…

10 comments:

  1. Wow! "my earthy aspirations split between golden rays;
    straight, diagonal and broken lines of muse,
    a bit of reality…
    and a lot of colour splashes" and then "a cup of coffee"!

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  2. Absolutely gorgeous. It's really wonderful when the inner being as well as the world is all hued. Such a delight to read, Sreeja.

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  3. Relationships are like that, aren't they? The mixing of colors...amidst coffee!

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  4. Oh how I adore that closing stanza. Yes, we all are clouds, let's mix our colours. Love that idea!

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  5. This is wonderfully painted... love the blending of colors...Somehow it made me think of holi

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  6. Mixing colours is good - let's do it!
    Anna :o]

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  7. Oh those inner hues against the drab of daily grey... nicely done!!

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  8. Wow, wow, wow!💖 This is so gorgeously written. Especially love: "my earthy aspirations split between golden rays."💖

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  9. Thank you all for the wonderful comments...love!!

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