The Colors Part 2: Pink

The following is a poem that goes along with three others and a painting; these are collectively named "The Colors". They were an exercise in positive-emotion-expressing poetry that I created in 2018. This second one should strongly engage the heart.

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A blinked shimmer and shined eye

With talcum vapor aurora;

A sweet glimmer in the heartbeat,

And smile in rouge floral

Rose's harm? It's calamine

And faded at the fringe,

Adjacent to the memory lair

But fleeting as the wind

Wooden chimes and conversations

Chirping on the hill,

Well water in the mason jars

From silver faucets fill

Carbonated cashmere dusts

Small effervescent crystals,

And ripples set in motion through

Infinitesimal dish-washed whistles

A rift in the meniscus would

(If it could not be dammed)

Ebb and flow away its castles

Of opalescent sand

But though it eludes the tried and true

And dries as cracked as coral,

On every anticipated return

It reliably dissembles its fate as mortal.

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