Black & White

White dazzles my inner divide,

Black thrown in with my unruly side,

My parents wave me a lingering goodbye,

They have always nurtured my childlike soul,

As I try to fly from my warm nest,

To accomplish and try to be the best,

In a world full of colour so bold,

I'm painted black and white,

Standing out for all the wrong reasons,

I dare to fight,

I always daydream in multicolour scenes of joy,

Living is a struggle with silent screams of turmoil,

Stirring the concoction to the boil,

As i listen to remarks that stick permanently,

I try and climb to a great height,

To discover a view, that I can never see,

I bounce back into a fantasy of nature holding my hand,

Accepting my limitations,

Tasting the sweet prospect of finding words a sensation,

Black and white finds the curious light,

That shimmers with substance and dances across the page in ink,

I cross a a wide bridge that is my link,

To dissolving the empty divide,

Like the certainty of the incoming tide.

Hazel Durham

Done