The Innocent Colours: Innocent!
by Steven McCabe
The colour yellow: Innocent! Colours are colours like nectar is nectar. Where are the mothers of the guilty. The nectar of obsidian messaging: Forgive us we cannot do more. We are only colours.
The colour red: Innocent! Colours are colours like obsidian is obsidian. Where are the mothers of the guilty. The obsidian of divination messaging: Forgive us we cannot do more. We are only colours.
The colour blue: Innocent! Colours are colours like divination is divination. Where are the mothers of the guilty. The divination of antlers messaging: Forgive us we cannot do more. We are only colours.
The colour purple: Innocent! Colours are colour like antlers are antlers. Where are the mothers of the guilty. The antlers of evaporation messaging: Forgive us we cannot do more. We are only colours..
The colour orange: Innocent! Colours are colours like evaporation is evaporation. Where are the mothers of the guilty. The evaporation of visions messaging: Forgive us we cannot do more. We are only colours.
The colour green: Innocent! Colours are colours like visions are visions. Where are the mothers of the guilty. The visions of breath messaging: Forgive us we cannot do more. We are only colours.
The primary colours: Innocent! Colours are colours like breath is breath. Where are the mothers of the guilty. The breath of birchbark messaging: Forgive us we cannot do more. We are only colours..
The secondary colours: Innocent! Colours are colours like birchbark is birchbark. Where are the mothers of the guilty. The birchbark of infinity messaging: Forgive us we cannot do more. We are only colours.
The innocent colours: Innocent! Colours are colours like infinity is infinity. Where are the mothers of the guilty. The infinity of nectar messaging: Forgive us we cannot do more. We are only colours.
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A very entrancing poem: the repetition is like a chant to spirit the read off to a higher plan of understanding.
‘Where are the mothers of the guilty.’
While there is quite a lot of haunting wordsmithery, this stands out. It’s not a question. If these mothers are ‘where’, I wonder ‘who’ are they? Very enigmatic. The picture, I admit, just confounds me.
Thank you Tiege. Your comments and perception always bestow a higher penetration & clarity of what the words or images wish to convey. Sometimes I am confounded myself. I can wax a bit philosophical about the mothers line but doubt, in all honesty, I can reply any more insightfully than your words. Maybe my aim is to create ‘smoke.’ Or something in the senses.
Your line also ‘the repetition is like a chant to spirit the read off………’ To spirit the read off… – is such a charged image!