Goniochromism

by Mahal Ko Kuya Ko   Apr 30, 2015


Gazing to lavender seas,
prairie wind
has found its purpose
and forgotten every remorse
that became canvases
that can't appreciate colors.

I couldn't believe
that the waters could hold
pure imageries
and a little romance
like a poem with subtle rhymes.

There is something poetic
with the way
those dewdrops glisten --
vapors amidst
the smogs of Manila,
destined and painted
with archaic pronouns and dreams.

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  • 2 years ago

    by Gadfly

    Nice

  • 2 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    OMG I don't know where to begin. When I read this I see myself drawing on a canvas
    using all sort of colors and letting my feelings going wild. When I feel low I like to be nearby the water and watching the waves and listen to the sound. Not to mention that certain flare in the air. Lavender is well known to have an calm effect and smells good. I see so much beauty in this write and it takes me to a place where I can be at peace. Add to my fav

  • 2 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    Gazing to lavender seas,
    prairie wind
    has found its purpose
    and forgotten every remorse
    that became canvases
    that can't appreciate colors

    ^ You forgot a period at the end of the stanza and it's just my opinion but I think the second and third lines here would read better as "Prairie winds have found their purpose" idk for me that would flow better. But nonetheless this is a great stanza and as you read it, you can see the scene play out. You are staring out into the sea of your home, trying to see beauty rise again. I love the word lavender as well here, very pretty.

    I couldn't believe
    that the waters could hold
    pure imageries
    and a little romance
    like a poem with subtle rhymes.

    ^ I imagine this person and I see that it is the first time ever they have been out to the sea. No one can truly imagine what it is like to "see" something until they actually see it with their own eyes. I love the wording here too, it is very clever how you used water or the sea as your muse. Because you know what it would be like to stand in that spot. Wonderful.

    There is something poetic
    with the way
    those dewdrops glisten --
    vapors amidst
    the smogs of Manila,
    destined and painted
    with archaic pronouns and dreams.

    ^ Despite a tragedy that as happened you can still see the beauty that everything holds. I love that about this poem, the character is greatly worded with the way they describe things as he can see it from his point of view. I love the story and wording to this. 5/5