Monday, November 25, 2013
Paint Me In Gray Comments
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I never claimed to be an artist. That’s why I always turn down your offers of color.
I can’t create the brilliance in the world that I so appreciate.
My mind’s eye sees in black and white.
The only colors I can muster are the grays distilled from my soul.
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7/23/2025 8:04:50 AM # 1.0.0
The poem has a touch of sadness. The first and the last lines are really stunning! 'I can’t create the brilliance in the world that I so appreciate. My mind’s eye sees in black and white. The only colors I can muster are the grays distilled from my soul.' You are in the Spring of your life. Why so sad?