My Collection

Just a collection of poetry that I write. Some other stuff might be thrown into the mix: an occasional character sketch or rant.


12. Contradictions

People, by nature, are contradictions

If we were a color 

it would be not one but a

swirling, thruming, mutating 

ball of chaos.


But where do I fit into the picture?

What do I contribute to the painting of life?


My dreamer is a radiating violet

wafting on the wind

watching the sunset

amiable and ambivalent

full of hope.

My demon burns a fiery orange

driving me to succeed

doesn't let me quit

passionate and pointed

first to fight

These facets of my heart seem contradictory,

but somehow they tell my story.

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