The slide with colours.

The slide with colours.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Life was a rainbow of colours
until the slide to the end
left one outside the prism
only to be confronted
with white light again.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Reminds me when years ago I would show my photographic slides to the wife and kids . . . only to be blinded when the empty slot appeared. Ahh . . . the empty slot . . . what a disappointment after a feast of viewing!! (not sure that was what the W & K's thought).
Tom

Posted 6 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

6 Years Ago

Thank you Tom yes those damn slide projectors lol
i hope that white light is pretty...a shame to lose the rainbow in death.
j.

Posted 6 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

6 Years Ago

Maybe it’s all white light! Thank you Jacob.

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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