Primary Colors

At my age,
there is little mystery left,
I know
the nooks and cranny’s,
the dark rooms
and the ones bright with light.

I know what brings me joy
or pain, comfort or fear.
I leave my windows open.

There is little mystery,
but,
should you choose to create your own story
from the simple elements
you can see?

You will create a novel,
a magical mystery tour,
complex and strange,
melodic and captivating,
mesmerizing even
in it’s fiction

and you will miss
the simple truths,
the primary colors
of my soul.

About this poem

I am pretty simple. That’s not to say I don’t have nuances, and that I stay the same. No, I see and value the wild diversity of the people and world around me, treasure it even. But the core of me is pretty simple.

People don’t believe it, but then, they don’t look very deep. And that’s OK. What they see, or don’t, doesn’t change anything.

The picture? It’s a set of color cards I created for myself to show the color values of my favorite brands/types of paint, so I can get just what I want when am painting. But in the end, I only use shades of a very few colors.

Tom