Black and White – Haibun – March 12, 2016

 

Truth they say is black and white, Marco thought as he walked along the street, intrigued by the odd afternoon light caused by a pause in the storm. Thunder rumbled in the distance, the wind picked-up shaking a plastic bin bag drawing his attention to it. Someone had discarded an umbrella or maybe something else, he wasn’t sure. How odd; the light refraction caused by the weird preamble to the storm made everything a little mysterious. The world seemed black and white yet things were anything but clear. Hard to see any truth here.

bold contrasts
enlightening
his inner truths

© G.s.k. ‘16

(100 words)

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Free Verse: Gifts

Water Drop

Free Verse

Gifts

Life

in all it’s glory

found

in a drop of water

that fell on my plant

leaving a sense

of infinity

of light reflected

through time and space.

Water

precariously

hanging

balancing on a stem

far more elegant than

a circus artist.

Light

refracting

on a leaf,

creating a mystic

retreat

for my

curious mind.

Gifts

all three

given freely

this morn.