Showing posts with label prism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prism. Show all posts

Thursday, January 29, 2015

Weekly Wikems. White.


Hi everyone, it's Thursday. Wikems time.

Wikipedia poems - wikems. 

Here's the idea:
  • Each Thursday I post a link to a Wikipedia article, a quote from it and my wikem inspired by that quote.
  • I invite you to check out the article, searching for a quote that clicks with you.  (You are free to use the quote I provide if it happens to be the one.)  
  • Once you've found your quote, use it as an epigraph, write your wikem, and post a link to it in the comments below.  (You are welcome to post your wikem directly in the comments if you prefer.)

 Let's play:



This is what my backyard looks like when we get snow.  The picture is not from this week - the blizzard didn't reach us at all - no, it's actually from last week.  We had one perfect winter day.  The following morning the snow was gone.
 
So, here's your Wikipedia article: 


  
Here's my wikem:

THE COLOR OF FIRE 
“White is the color of fresh snow…the color produced by the combination of all the colors of the visible spectrum.”

The flames slip in
through the drawn blinds,
dance on the crisp sheets,
cool - hot to the touch.

Winter storms blaze,
lit their way, as they explore
each other’s intricate lines,
never taking the same path.

White light is all they see–
the prism of time will
disperse it into colors–
for now they are blind.

Blind, and the snow
comes down, hard, steady,
and the wild fire rages,
and they burn clear. 



Thank you for reading my wikem.  
I look forward to reading yours.

Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy")