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Faded: A Poem


I see in black and white,

The faces of people muted,

A rush of activity as the rain pours in,

Shrouding emotion with shadows,

There was a time when I saw color,

But reality blurred the different shades,

Mixing them all together,

Until only bitterness remained.

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Erin Bower (author) from Georgia on January 24, 2014:

Jodah: This made my day! Thank you so much for your kind words. I would be honored if you followed me.

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on January 24, 2014:

Erin, your poetry is a delight. No nonsense but you get your message across clearly and without wasted words, bells and whistles. Your videos are always so relevant to the content. Think I'll follow you.

Erin Bower (author) from Georgia on January 22, 2014:

pochincuk: Thank you for your honest feedback. You are a wonderful writer yourself. Thanks for reading!

Bronwen Scott-Branagan from Victoria, Australia on January 22, 2014:

Another thoughtful and thought-provoking poem.

pochinuk on January 22, 2014:


Eight lines, and packed with alot of intelligence.

"..There was a time when I saw color,.."

For me:

These lines are full of the recurrent idea of thought; over time it lacks the strength it once had.

Thought truly faints...at times bursting like the sunset in the morning, and within a twinkling of an eye it becomes black with the massive flecks of white stardust.

Your poetry is lovely to think upon; I am sure I will read this one again, as these first thoughts will fade.

BTW: Your picture choices and accompanying videos are praiseworthy; they offer such a compliment to your verse.

I will return, and thank you for writing,


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