Colored Strangers

While I was walking home,
someone called my name.
A genderless body
wearing a sunny smile,
a mist-kissed scent,
and a sunset orange glow.

“Hello, my name is love.
I know I might be hard.
But would you come
with me, tonight?”

Before my surprised tongue
could let a word roll out,
another face came,
wearing the blanket of
a pitch black night,
and the smoke of
a melting rubber
on its upward flight.

“Hey, I am hate.
No, don’t hesitate.
I am an easier
company, mate.”

My unsure feet
step back, one…
and then two…
Inhale and exhale,
my choice is due.

I’d rather be fried
under a sun angry
with love,
than sip
whiskey under
a calm moon
without love.

08.03.2018
©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo via Unsplash


For dVerse Unseen Things.

43 thoughts on “Colored Strangers

  1. I love the subtle touches of detail in this poem, such as:
    ‘a mist-kissed scent,
    and a sunset orange glow’
    and
    ‘wearing the blanket of
    a pitch black night,
    and the smoke of
    a melting rubber
    on its upward flight’.
    Wise decision!

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  2. And this goes into the list of the “best” that I have seen coming from your unbelievable mind filled with outworldly poetic prowess. How can you even think of writing in such a rhythm. I am amazed today. Already short of words. Embraces the poetess tightly and kisses forehead

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  3. unseen decisions – choices between the sun and moon, love and unloved. Sometimes, it might ease the pain to sip whiskey under the moon when love has left one heartbroken

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  4. Such a fascinating parable or metaphorical story. Maybe more a proverbial story, I’m not sure, but the ending is strong in that for the speaker, life without love is worth getting burned by it. That takes strength for sure.

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