Lusterless
Amongst life’s clutter
and noise
I long for peace
For days to do nothing
but stare at a flour-dusted sky
For times when my senses
are not assaulted
by ignorant opinions
and human ugliness
I would recoil and slip into
a monochrome world
Matte and lusterless
Black and white
Honest in its presentation
All shades of grey invisible
and not clouding thoughts
What you see is what you get
and chaos lives elsewhere
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Word prompts
Stream of Consciousness - Black, white, grey
Rag Tag Daily Prompt - Clutter
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I would love to stare at the “flour-dusted sky” with you, Christine! Lovely. 😊💞
Thanks Punam. The sky yesterday really looked like it. ☺️💕
Your poem depicts reality.
Thank you Sadje ☺️❤️
You’re welcome