Gray embodies color blindness
it is the essence of...
A winters day
a rainy day
an impending gloom
a moment of hope lost
that turns even the brightest skies
toward its way.
It is A-Flat and cold
rapes high noon
and breaks her back
dragging her toward evening
blocks out even the brightest rays
and steals the meaning
the light intended to portray
across the face of the waking world.
As gray as the devils cloven hoof
stomping on God's glory
subtle, eerie, looming
the villain in every fairy story
One can't be sure
and yet assumes
that the Big Bad Wolf Himself
was Gray.
Gray is...
a rainy day daydream
it calls the winds to move its prey
it blends and mixes green and blue
removing yellow from the hue
makes it do things it shouldn't do
and blends it all with the heavy
constancy of black.
it is forbidden, it is taboo
it is all the trouble
you love getting yourself into
so that you and only you
can define the way back out again.
It is control
it is the way you held me down
it is the "shhh, don't make a fucking sound."
it is hiding from
slipping under dust ruffles
never intended to serve those purposes
it is a stone carved ancient lie
it is all of those hello's
you know will only ever end in good-bye.
It treads upon the soul
taking everything along with it
as it goes
gray is the pied pipers revenge
the cloak of winters trailing gowns
the fleecing of bright skies
the time God takes to cry
for all the things we have done
you believe He agreed with
you believe He shared your intent.
Trust me... He didn't.
Gray is a necessity
a cleansing
a purging of the light
that meets everything
in all of its in betweens
these two degrees of black and white
takes and renders each
and tempers both extremes.
By jonzac_almighty (postpoems.com)
Explication:
This particular interested me because the author was also posting on a blog for poems. In all honesty this poem is really weird and it seems as though the author just threw his/her thoughts onto the page. Therefore I shall dub this style the name: "Mind-vomit poetry" (assuming it hasn't been named already). Soon to be taught in grade 11 English classes across North America, Mind-vomit poetry is an effective way of displaying every single one of an individual's thoughts and emotions in an incredibly confusing way that gets other readers' minds racing. Mostly because they are frantically trying to interpret what-in-God's-name you were trying to say in order to secure an A in English class...
This poem provided me with a view into the author's mind on the topic of the colour gray. From what I read it seemed as though the author had a fairly negative opinion on this particular colour. This is evident even in the first stanza in lines such as "an impending doom" and "a moment of hope lost", to name a few.
The poetic devices I found are as follows:
Allusions
-line 17 "the devils cloven hoof"
-line 23 "the Big Bad Wolf himself"
Assonance
-line 26 "rainy day daydream"
Repetition
-line 36 "you and only you"
-line 55 & 56 "you believe He..."
Metaphors
-line 9 "It is A-Flat and cold"
-line 25 & 26 "Gray is... a rainy day daydream
-stanzas 6,7,8 and 9.
Similes
-line 17 "As gray as the devils cloven hoof"
Personification
-stanza 2 & 5
I found that stanza 5 was the closest in relation to my theme of colour because of how the imagery contained in that stanza was created by the actions of the colour gray in relation to many other colours. This stanza's primary role is to liken gray to darker colours and emphasize the author's opinion that the colour gray is something that is bad. Overall I thought this poem was very good but difficult to fully analyze.
i actually liked this poem. although i found the tragic rape stuff a little much. i liked how they switch at the end to almost liking grey and calling it necessary. good choice!
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