Ink me in colour – Chris Nelson

Ink me in colour

This monochrome heart

That’s bled black

For a thousand years and

Stained the Earth with pain,

Given birth to the sorrow

That wails through the night

A banshee’s song

Makes the Moon in her shame

Cover her face

And drop an icy tear which melts

A torrent which washes this despair

From corner to corner

Of a globe already sodden,

I’ll watch as each droplet seeps

Slowly from the pipette

Splashing upon the canvas

Like the first kiss of Spring

Its trickle running with quiet insistence

From page to page

Impregnates the white impassive

Sketches of life

Drowned from birth

By the flow from my eye,

Watch with impossible hope

For the pigment to take

And wash the black blood

Red – passion’s hue –

The disinterested white

Now coloured with love,

Empty the well

And I’ll drink with the thirst

Of the dying

And cling to yesterday’s hope

That the colour won’t come

Too late.

 

© All original writing copyright Chris Nelson 2018

 

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30 thoughts on “Ink me in colour – Chris Nelson

  1. Wow Christ. Your poetry is engrossing. The more I read of you, the more fascinated I am with your ability to consume all my attention and engage all my senses.
    I love these long thoughts which I wanted to gulp down in one bite and was left almost breathless when they ended.
    Truly impressive.

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  2. Oh Chris! You take me on such journeys!
    Please forgive me if I’m running off on tangents but you write such evocative lines that pull me skyward and back through time. That’s the thing with poetry, with art like this, in that the author offers his words but can’t always predict how they will be filtered or through which crevices they’ll cascade before burst forth as a waterfall of imagery that floods my eyes and washes my senses.
    Firstly, the tone is one of grief and longing, such as I would expect Gaia to have for earth or humanity. I know how adept you are at personification so I’m pulled toward big things like the ice age/global warming and humanity’s apathetic disregard for the planet and its inhabitants.
    But perhaps I am allowing my own infatuation with nature to stain your ink because it feels personal too which is why I thought perhaps it was written from a creator viewpoint.
    I’m sorry if I’m reading it all wrong but please know your writing has such tremendous influence I can’t help but be sent careening with every stroke of your pen.

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    • Maggie, thank you for such an in-depth and insightful response to this piece. I am honoured and humbled by your words.
      Of course you are correct in your analysis of poetry, and this is partly why I refrain from any commentary on my writing. That said, your reading of this just about captures my intentions, so I am pleased that it worked for you, but I’m just delighted that it touched you.
      All the best
      Chris

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      • More than anything, Chris, I want to hear. I want to hear beyond my own echoes and receive the gift of sight from others. The more I read of you the more I learn your language, your personal dialect and in time this will afford me greater understanding of what you see. Keep writing Chris and I will keep learning. 😊

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