a poem for Susan and Steve
I dream in fuchsia of the coming of the day
when all the madness will have quietly gone away.
I seek the clearness of the laughing Buddha’s gaze
To harness wisdom, and to clarify my stay
Amidst the starkness of the ones who’ve lost their way.
I dream in turquoise of the many languished souls
Who think they’re living, but they cannot grasp the hold
This world has on them through the material they own.
Have they thought of what will happen when they’re old?
Have they realized their futures have been sold?
I dream in blackness, shadows drift beyond the light
Colors dance, the child calls in sudden fright
Blackness shrouds me, covers all the crimes from sight
Until they disappear from view. No one might
ever understand the pain we’ve caused.
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Okay, this one deserves further study. I’d suggest you kill the rhyme because it is distracting from the narrative of the poem. Then, I like the poem in and of itself.
Next, I’d love (if we had a projector) to take this apart and discuss the way the hyperlinks serve to reveal the metaphors within poetry. What you’ve done here is more than what you think: It’s a lesson in poetry as well as hypertext and it opens up a world of opportunity.
Wanna go for it?