Souvenir #3
Red Earth
That red earth changed me. turned me into a feeling of warmth. that red earth place opened up its walls. into a condensed ocean. sky blue above it. the birds playing games with the clouds. while they turn themselves. into puffy white castles. For the birds to sing inside. The air filled with breaths of majestic opulence like flowers coming out of one’s mouth. Blooming the essence of gold song. The rhythm an intersection of ideas tumbling into me. As dance steps. As lines becoming colors. Drawing trees...their flowers. People...their homes. Words as poetry. Red like the earth. ©Susy Kamber
2023
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Colored Song
Orange man with a yellow head. Had come to earth to stay. He said the sun was way too hot. And Gemini so far away. At this I wondered of his name. So as we spoke I asked, ‘Excuse me sir’ I said with vim. I’d like to know your past. He said the place that he came from. Was written long ago. I thought now what does all this mean I profess I’m somewhat slow. And when I looked again at him. I saw that he had changed. His yellow and orange parts. Completely rearranged. From where he came to how he looked The process very wrong. So now a man appears to be. No longer a colored song. He said this happens every time. To every person’s days. Try hard my friend to see again. The colors not the haze. And I too thought his yellowed head. Was something right to wear. I wanted colors from the stars. So everyone can stare. One day I hope we all can see beyond the black and white. If words can help. Then let’s begin. To color back our sight. ©Susy Kamber
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Souvenir #3
2023
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