Monday, November 10, 2014

Come winter what may


That I a man in black well versed in gray,
should come upon a day so light that blue would say,
all truth is white; therein, your footprints lay.



6 comments:

Jan said...

Love the play on words, William...terrific~

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Jan....

Jonathan Chant said...

My kind of poem William. Beautiful.

William Michaelian said...

Glad to hear it, Jonathan. Thank you.

Lorraine Renaud said...

Beautiful as always...imaginative in all ways, I have a new born day of purplish colour delight

William Michaelian said...

And how right that it is sweet on your tongue. Thank you, Lorraine.