tears sigh as they swell and spill
down my cheeks and a tuneless
melody tinged with gray becomes
a vapor around my head
the fog intensifies the dirge
and the heavy notes hang
in mid-air, too grief stricken
to float any higher
in an instant the plot changes
and with the relief of tears
my mood slowly creates
hues no longer subdued
color ricochets around the
room in a dance of joy,
happiness is pink and
sounds like tinkling bells
calm now, my concentration
on the movie I’m watching,
colors continue to come
forth; indigo hums my peace
and as the story closes
on a happier note so do
the different visual shades;
a quiet om circulates
Victoria invites us to write on the different manifestations of Synesthesia (which has over 60 forms) at dVerse Poets: http://dversepoets.com/2015/12/03/yum-that-poem-tastes-like-a-fine-cabernet-dverse-mtb-synesthesia/
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Adriana Citlali Ramírez
/ December 3, 2015I like how the colour changes and dances after “hues no longer subdued”. The fourth stanza made me visualise the dance of colours and bells, and made me smile.
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015Thanks so much for sharing your smiling with me!
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Victoria C. Slotto
/ December 3, 2015I can relate to that mood in the early part of the poem and the sensory images you chose work so well. And a wise move to seek out colors to heal the darkness of the moment.
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015If only our healing could be that easy through choosing colors, thanks, Victoria. This was a fascinating prompt!
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Grace
/ December 3, 2015I love the turn from gray to calm ending Gayle ~ And this part specially:
color ricochets around the
room in a dance of joy,
happiness is pink and
sounds like tinkling bells
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015Many thanks, Grace. I appreciate your support.
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Mary
/ December 3, 2015You used colors with artistry, Gayle. Especially like the idea of indigo humming peace….and the ending with the ‘om’ gives me the feeling of peacefulness & that life is as it should be.
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015Thanks so much, Mary. I like the all-is-well feeling that the om gives too.
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Glenn Buttkus
/ December 3, 2015Terrific use of the form, as the piece shifts like a classical movement, like a Pollock canvas, like a minstrel’s meditation. Like Mary, I like the lines /colors continue to come/forth–indigo hums my peace/. Om, indeed.
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015Thank you, Glenn. I so appreciate your all-encompassing comments!
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Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
/ December 3, 2015I like how you focus on the color… and the imagery of them ricocheting to fructify the dirge with joy is really well done.. Then indigo is such a great name and feeling of a color..
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015Thank you, Bjorn. I love the name of that indigo too…it does feel good. :~)
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Sanaa Rizvi
/ December 3, 2015I m a bit overwhelmed with the emotion in this exquisite piece 🙂
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015I’m hoping those were positive emotions, Sanaa. Thanks, as always, for your visits and comments.
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Kate Mia
/ December 3, 2015Movies.. often
sources of incredible
human nuanced
emotions.. music
alone can never
match
the fuller
human
art in theater
of life to me..
but sure it can
be a roller coster
difficult
to stay
on but
hard
to get off
as well with
heart engaged..:)
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015Yes, the art of theater and life itself is filled with great emotions and feelings…thanks for your visit.
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kanzensakura
/ December 3, 2015Such an emotional piece. I think of the time of day known as the blue hour. from ooooo to om – finding peace in peaceful and strengthening colors, the meditations of colors – really beautiful.
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015Thank you, Toni. There probably are meditations on color. Colors definitely can effect our moods.
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kanzensakura
/ December 5, 2015Year ago, I lived in a commune of homeopathatic, chiropractic, Bach flower remedies – practitioners along with aromatherapy and iridology – things that were considered “quack” back then but mainstream now. I seem to remember sessions on colors.
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Bodhirose
/ December 5, 2015I lived in a commune years ago too and we practiced all of the above plus acupuncture, yoga and meditation. Oh, and we were all vegetarians! This was the early 70s and like you said, none of that stuff was mainstream. Took the world a while to catch up with us didn’t it, Toni?! :~)
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kanzensakura
/ December 6, 2015Yes it did. We also did accu-pressure and puncture and meditation, raised our food and obtained milk and other dairy products from our goats and a couple of cows. A few rescued pigs provided amusement. It’s odd to think that we used to be weirdos and quacks and now we are stylish and recognized and licensed!
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Bodhirose
/ December 6, 2015We had goats too for a time and grew some of our produce. My ex (who I met in my commune days) became a successful stockbroker after we left that lifestyle…funny isn’t it.
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kanzensakura
/ December 6, 2015It is always funny. A friend from there is a big insurance executive and another sells Avon… 🙂
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Bodhirose
/ December 6, 2015And I sold Avon for a (very short) time! :~)
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kanzensakura
/ December 6, 2015So did I!
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Bodhirose
/ December 6, 2015OMG…that’s too much!
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Gray Dawster
/ December 4, 2015A very nice piece of writing
Gayle and wonderfully written
too my beautiful friend 🙂
Andro xxx
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015Hey you! What a pleasant surprise to find you here, Andro, and thank you for your kind words. xoxo
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georgeplace2013
/ December 4, 2015I like how your tears release the peace in such beautiful colors.
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015Thank you. I can’t imagine seeing colors floating about in tune with our moods…pretty amazing.
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http://vivinfrance.wordpress.com
/ December 4, 2015How cleverly you have worked the mood change.
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015Many thanks, Viv. And I liked your offering in spite of you not thinking you did such a great job of it…you did. 🙂
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Shawna
/ December 4, 2015“in an instant the plot changes” … Man. Isn’t *that* the truth?!
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2015It sure is! Thanks for coming by, Shawna.
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Kathy Reed
/ December 5, 2015I like this as a train of thought…following you each step of the way toward calmness; well done with textures and colors 🙂
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Bodhirose
/ December 5, 2015Thanks so much, Kathy, I appreciate that.
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Misky
/ December 5, 2015” happiness is pink and sounds like tinkling bells ” — that’s magical!
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Bodhirose
/ December 5, 2015I think it would be magical to experience colors as tunes. Thanks so much, Misky.
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Sherry Blue Sky
/ December 5, 2015I love “Indigo hums my peace.” Beautiful poem, Gayle.
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Bodhirose
/ December 5, 2015Thanks so much, Sherry.
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Bryan Ens
/ December 5, 2015Interesting how a movie can colour our moods…I’m with Sherry…”Indigo hums my peace” is an absolutely stunning line!
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Bodhirose
/ December 5, 2015Movies really can move us that’s for sure. And thanks so much, Bryan!
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