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I lie here untouched

not as pure as you may think

so empty I am

but yet you piously place

me on your pedestals

 bleached, blank and bloodless

you walk by my waxen skin

uninspired but

I am your thoughts, unwritten

the surrender to your pain

a place for your tears to land

and shadows to dance

I am every snowflake fallen

leaving no trace of my existence

I am the moment you were born

I am your winter

and I will wait for you

to paint me

 

 

 

For Poetics at dVerse Poets Pub.

Join us as we are write from the perspective of a color.

I am your host and excited to see a rainbow of poetry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

26 responses »

  1. So good Mish. You had me at “not as pure as you think” and it just built from there.

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  2. I always think about white as the color of the canvas… the reference, and what you can project whatever you want on. Love it…

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  3. Your poem is delicate, honest and sparklingly gorgeous, Mish! White is not so much empty as blank and waiting for marks and splashes of colour. I love the alliterative list of three: ‘bleached, blank and bloodless’ and the idea of white being a ‘place for your tears to land and shadows to dance’.

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  4. I really love how you’ve explored all of the aspects of white here, especially those we project onto it. It is the perfect colour for projection, being a reflective surface. I think what we really project are images from inside of ourselves, and you’ve conveyed that so well here.

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  5. An incredibly gorgeous, gorgeous write, Mish! ❤️ I especially love; “a place for your tears to land and shadows to dance, I am every snowflake fallen leaving no trace of my existence.”

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  6. Beautiful, Mish! “I am every snowflake fallen. “

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  7. There is some comfort in knowing that it waits there, for whatever the person chooses to color it with. Good one and good image to go with it.

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  8. Super! Love the line, “I am your thoughts, unwritten”

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  9. Well, if anyone was unsure how to approach the prompt, I’d steer them here. Perfecto. Love all the references, direct & indirect, esp the unwritten thoughts and the shadowdance stage I wish i could do that.

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  10. Reblogged this on Notes and commented:
    I am the moment you were born
    I am your winter
    and I will wait for you
    to paint me

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  11. Glenn A. Buttkus

    Like Amir, I was snagged by your closing. You know, in the light spectrum, when you combine red, blue & yellow you get white, but in paint pigment, white is the base, the absence of color, and mixing several colors together gets mostly black–the antithesis of what we expect. Your poem illustrates your prompt very well, from personalizing pigment to projection and POV.

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  12. Love what you did here Mish, taking a color potentially uninspiring, and creating a wonderful poetic collage — bold move, and well done! Loved your ending…

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  13. powerful reflection and the perfect pic!

    You echoed my thoughts about white and then went deeper … the blank sheet waiting for our words, our life to spill over it.

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  14. It is true how we elevate white, yet it is rather empty in substance. This made me think, “I am every snowflake fallen, leaving no trace of my existence.” Reminds me of the drop of water in the ocean. Profound! 👏

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  15. Very nice Mish! I love your ending… waiting to be painted!

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  16. “Bleached, blank, and bloodless” is a true depiction of a blank canvas’s intimidating effect on the imagination. But this balanced with all the possibilities it inspires is brilliantly penned.

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  17. Oh my gosh you are a tough act to follow tonight. Your poem was beautiful. I especially loved

    I am every snowflake fallen

    leaving no trace of my existence

    I am the moment you were born

    I am your winter

    and I will wait for you

    to paint me

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  18. I really liked, “bleached, blank and bloodless” and your ending.
    I am your winter
    and I will wait for you
    to paint me

    Thanks for the fun prompt. I am thinking on it.
    Stay warm.

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  19. Oh. I see how it is, Mish. You picked this prompt just so you could write a fantastic, poem full of amazing imagery and make the rest of us look bad. Well done 👅

    Yours,
    David

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  20. A wide spectrum feel for White — nicely done. Great emotions and senses.

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  21. So elegant and heartfelt!

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  22. You give voice to a palette waiting to be discovered.

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  23. I love this, MIsh! Whatever touches white will change it.

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  24. Those last four lines are exquisite. Beautiful poem.

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