Ubiquity
I remember the days
before colour.
Days of
sepia
staged
photos
or films
jerky with
black, white
and shades of grey.
Only the canvas bled
out its oily red blood.
Colour is ubiquitous now
but still we bleed the same.
Author: Lynn White
Photo: Image by Pexels from Pixabay
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Love this poem!
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