Now that things
are shadow
and light,
black and white,
where have we gone?
There is a reflection,
and we don't
recognize
who we are.
Don't ask
us to remember
or for explanations
when all
we see is
a pattern
in shades of gray.
Ask only
how we can
bring back
the colors
of our
lives.
April 13 #CRFAprilNationalPoetryMonth
Today’s graphic poetry prompt was:
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