From a hospital bed
Viridian leaves and chrome yellow shoots
Outside, a vivid vegetation explosion
But vomit green walls and cholera stains
Keep me from being blown away
This distance, this trap, my box
Has turned my writing purple
To escape my mind’s monochrome
Because my world is ashen grey
Outside, a vivid vegetation explosion
But vomit green walls and cholera stains
Keep me from being blown away
This distance, this trap, my box
Has turned my writing purple
To escape my mind’s monochrome
Because my world is ashen grey
posted by Ostrich at 11:02 PM
9 Comments:
...in technicolor. Superb.
Great post. I like the use of colours.
a veritable explosion of colours but with a tint of gloom in the final line. ???
Evocative.
Hope it was written in the past.
Wow, I was recently in hospital myself, fortunately it was the Chelsea Westminster, and I had a window to stare out while I tried to day dream with an oxygen masque attached to my face. Wonderful blog!
Thank you for stopping by indeterminacy this morning and contributing a story to the bunny photo. I've reposted it at indeterminacy.blogspot.com and added a link back to this site. I appreciate your creativity, especially with this particular photo, which I think was extremely hard to write about. I know I had to strain myself to come up with something halfway reasonable.
thats a lotta bright colours that end up on a black grey wall.
Love it, even tho thats the dummest comment i ever posted on a blog.
sorry
It's interesting that a box would turn your writing purple when you're life is monochrome. You'd think being confined would cause more monochrome. Or is it that the limitations lend your mind to ponder greater more colorful things? I hope you're healthy and not hospitalized in the real world!
A few hyphens missing I thought, but really liked this one.
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