The Green Silence

I was runner up to your queen.
You fulfilled all your obligations.
I languished as understudy.

I never learned to be true blue.
Green suited me better.

A black hole to your rising sun,
a whirling pit of negativity,
a weed in shadow
while your rose bloomed.

I lived on leftovers,
the queue of mediocrity,
the rejects, wannabes and never weres,
the Calibans longing for Miranda.

Wearing a leather jacket 
doesn't make you Joey Ramone.

Caliban learned to hate
what he could never possess.
Passion becomes poison
whispering in the dark.

Blue roses never bloom,
stunted in their growth.
My betrayal blossomed
in reptilian silence.
The greenery flourished.

Fish Dance a la Klee

Sad to report but I am quite behind on my art challenges.

I had a fabulous weekend at two different art markets and spent an afternoon taking photographs at the zoo, but it left me very little time to catch up on my art work.

I created this piece with the intention of including it in Take a Word's Circle challenge but simply ran out of time.

After tinkering and changing proportions and colors, I finally got a balance that I really liked!

Green Promenade - TAW challenge

They do say that opposites attract, but sometimes such things go a little too far extreme!