maroon, blending in

By lupus tenebrae

 



The overcast of afternoon silence
comes in waves,
intervals of seconds,
just long enough to notice
I’m alone

in my thoughts of dog days,
being led astray
by sidewalk fame
with names other than
my own,

and locusts, closer than ever,
play castanets for one another,
solving the Morse code
of their surroundings,
saying;

“Yes, maroon does resemble
a sore, bleeding thumb
in this light or prism,
but we find camouflage in it,
for the most part.”

Here, where town meets country,
and pavement meets landscape,
there’s nothing more to say
when the locusts, couldn’t have
said it better. 

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Copyright 2012 lupus tenebrae
Published on Friday, August 31, 2012.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

The last one to enter a room, but no matter what, the last one to leave.
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  • A former member wrote: I love the flow of this and the amazing use of metaphors. Your inks always leave me pondering, great work!

  • dwells On Friday, August 31, 2012, dwells (5649)By person wrote:

    Perhaps a personification of pain, very metaphorical and always a challenging read Wolfie, thanks.

  • Devilish On Friday, August 31, 2012, Devilish (3760)By person wrote:

    Beautiful wolfie. Your poetry consumes me .. Scholar

  • Zhee On Friday, August 31, 2012, Zhee (539)By person wrote:

    thought provoking and beautifully expressed.. lovely work!

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