Years of rainbows

by Karla   Apr 8, 2012


I painted rainbows on my walls,
to hold back those years of surprise
and bewilderment when I used to slice
the hours and serve the minutes
on trays of forgetfulness.

My hands were faster than
my thoughts and I didn't need
names or explanations to understand
why life moved in mysterious ways.

There was a miracle for each day
of the week and my dream catcher
was hung over my bed, swallowing
my bad dreams.

Now I paint rainbows on the chambers
of my heart to remember I myself
was one once.
My true colors and delicate hues
are still hidden there.

Karla Bardanza
http://asmoonsewsthestainstars.blogspot.com
http://skycladatmidnight.tumblr.com

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  • 12 years ago

    by Yrem Crish

    It is an awesome piece....

  • 12 years ago

    by Lioness

    I am glad to be reading another poem of yours hun! I have missed your writes!
    This is an awesome poem. Vivid and loved the images.

    Awesome write!

    x

  • 12 years ago

    by Wicked Ways

    There was a miracle for each day
    of the week and my dream catcher
    was hung over my bed, swallowing
    my bad dreams.

    I honestly thought these are good lines :D I like this poem, it really makes you think about. . . well life, and the people in it , love the metaphores. .

  • 12 years ago

    by Mostafa

    This is wonderful, well done : )

  • 12 years ago

    by Decayed

    My favorite part was the opening; so creatively weaved! the term:' trays of forgetfulness' was thought provoking.
    And.. the rest was great, too :)
    So much to grasp in here, Karla. You are brilliant!

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