Black
is
the color of
baby gorillas – rubber shoe soles
unpolished silver atop a late Georgian mahogany sideboard
too much oxygen tarnishing the soul and making mockery of scuba divers rising
fiercely against dark weighty force and quiet hush in the most private places
of the deep deeper deepest blue imagined – suppression
can make the mind turn
on itself – barreling
unstopped
into
dangerous
territory
amidst volumes of
living and loving all of
Heaven and the Abyss no matter the curse
and blessing of being a gentle misunderstood beast of nature or painted Black.
© Ivy Ford DeShield, 2012