A Colorful World

A Colorful World
By
La Belle Rouge

Southland drawls and
New Orleans Blues
Blue Moon Of Kentucky Bluegrass
a minute pinch of tolerance
and a whole cup of prejudice
seasoned their Dixie world


This was no play, no tragedy
of first and last acts
no characters of ivory pale
chocolate dusky complexions
This was life, real and raw
and completely unforgiving


He was no Moorish Prince
except in her azure eyes
her pale eyes that alone
knew the nobility of his heart
the divinity in his spirit
and he became her world


A world of forbidden love
and desire that burned
too hot to be hidden in
the night as dark as he
By the riverbank at midnight
not daring to walk in the sun


Two worlds colliding
Two lives joined by love
Two hearts entwined forever
Neither more fair than the other
each embracing the dark depths
of a soul reflecting their own


She was his white magnolia
no Desdemonia except
in the sweet chocolate depths
of her Noble Othello’s eyes
Black diamonds that shone with
the intensity of his love for her


They were at home at last
Her pale hand held securely in
the strength of his burnished one
Her alabaster flesh pressed
in heated desire against the
dark smoothness of his


This was life, real and too raw
The Dixie world never forgave them
when at last they walked in the sun
but the Blues and Bluegrass played on
as they danced past midnight
in a colorful world of their own



© 3-9-03 La Belle Rouge

“Poetry, Whispers Of The Soul”

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