Shuttered Dichotomy
By: Eve Estelle
He who hears the words of one
Shall find the answer plain,
Yet he who hears the words of two
Shall lose it to the rain;
With each falling tear a voice,
I brand allegiance vain,
Stand not against thy varied kin,
Nay, nor lie amongst the slain --
Behold no war in monochrome,
Paint blends amidst the rain,
I plead with thee to hear the tale
And silence not the sane --
The artist's brush is manifold,
The miner's golden vein --
Truth be sought from every angle,
Don't settle for it plain.
Wow! Such a beautiful poem. I love how I can see the contrast in the picture just as much as the poem itself. Love it! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you!! :) That picture was an accidental find, and it turned out to be perfect for this! Which was awesome, because I really had no clue what to even look for in this case.
DeleteThe artist's brush is manifold,
ReplyDeleteThe miner's golden vein --
Truth be sought from every angle,
Don't settle for it plain.
Wow. <33
That last stanza was a pain in the arse :D (So I'm glad you like it!! lol)
DeleteThe last stanza is my favourite! <3
ReplyDeleteThat seems to be the case all around! I'm glad, though, 'cause that was an irritating stanza to figure out (I only had a vague idea of what I wanted the poem to say, as usual, so the last part was like.. Okay, where do I go now?? LOL).
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