My life was forever changed when I met you. The color of my world changed from black to white, and all was good, until the intensity of the bright white glare became like an inquisitor’s lamp at Guantanamo Bay and I felt naked and trapped and filled with anger, and the white became as empty as the black, and I yearned again for the muted colors of gentleness, like the red and blue and greens that I once dreamed about in my childhood bed.
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This nearly made me cry. xo
Beautifully written. Hugs to you!
Woah. I thought you had been scraped and switched to partial feeds like everyone else has been this week.
*sigh*
Beautiful, Neil.
Wow…..
“…You could make it your mission
to shut it out forever,
to crouch in the dark,
the blinds pulled tight–
still, in the morning,
a gleaming little ray will betray you, poking
its optimistic finger
through a corner of the blind,…”
from a Poem About Light by Kathleen Sheeder Bonanno
http://tidingsofmagpies.blogspot.com/2009/05/poem-about-light.html
Lovely.
exposure.
So, yeah, I’ll admit that I teared up. Sometimes it doesn’t take many words to move a person – just the right ones. You picked them well this time.
I can totally relate to this post. Beautiful.
I really like this piece, the writing, Neil.
Jesus, Neil.
things not going well huh?
Lovely.
(ps. I do believe this is the first time I’ve ever commented here. I’ve de-virginised myself)
I am envious of your gift of brevity and the ability to use words in ways in which we’re left to interpret their meaning. Now that is writing!
Love the writing, but not that you’re feeling this way.
This is really beautiful, and pulling, Neil. WOW.
Beautiful, and sad.
Wow. So well written Neil.
Wow, Neil, just WOW…
Nice. Very nice.
I think you’re making real progress, in your head and heart.
If you dreamed of muted colours in your childhood bed, why has your life been so black and white? Has it always been black and white, from your very earliest days? What was B&W about the world which confronted you as emerged from your childhood bed every morning?
Wow…that is incredible.
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