Darkness
Two years ago I had two black shirts
Today I have twenty
Black once repelled me by its forbidding gloom
Today its warmth comforts me
I used to live in color photographs
Today I develop only in black and white
What happened to the colors of my world?
Where I once had white walls
Today I have darkened posters
When I once had white sheets
Today they are dark
Where once stood a white stuffed puppy
Today a shadowy gargoyle stares
What happened to the brightness of my world?
When I once sang and danced to Raffi
Today I am mesmerized by the voice of Ozzy
When I once read Stuart Little
Today I delve into Les Miserables
Where I once wrote of joy and excitement
Today I write of a lost light and confusion
Why is it easier to write of the darker feelings?
Because without them we can’t see the…
Happiness…
Joy…
Love…
Amity…
Uniqueness in the so called, mundane.