“ I Am The Colour ” ~ of human disorder ~

 

I am the colour

Of human disorder,

That shades the stay

Of man made suffer,

While held at bay

Be cause of such pallor,

In ominous way

With spurious cover,

Feigning fair play

To thus be so coloured,

With doubtful recover

For fated mankind,

Bears not colour’s assign!

                                                             © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

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“ A Form ” ~ not the norm ~

I see a form

Rise,

Lifting upward

In disguise,

Tho not the norm

Can but surmise,

This giant butterfly

Just barely born

To suffer such a size,

Said dinosaurian wings

Be excesses I do see,

In a world now on the brim

Man’s antics caused it be!