Friday, June 10, 2011

Color of Death

Never did I know that nature
held more of this hue
I thought only birds, bright eyes and
the sky to be of blue-
But then I saw your face, in eternal sleep,
had been given this color to
How again can I ever find solace
in the color I once thought I knew?

Nancy Roberts
May 2001


  1. This is so captivating. Something about it draws me in. It's no secret, I've always thought heartbreak and thunderstorms more intriguing than smiles and sunshine. Isn't it amazing how we are all fearfully and wonderfully made and can each be so different?

    Have a grand weekend Nancy,

  2. Thank you. I think writing about the heartbreak and thunderstorms is therapeutic. I agree completely!
    Have a pleasant Saturday, Brandon :-)


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