Not really asleep or awake,
happy or sad,
dwelling in the gray areas.
If only something could polarize me:
I'd prefer the everything of black
or the nothingness of white
to this stagnation.
I remember the days
when I burned as an orange flame.
You are correct that black is everything and white is nothing. White is the absence of color. It is a blank canvas...it is nothing. Black is color. It is color that has overwhelmed itself. The vibrant colors are there but hidden it the darkness of it's miasma.
Anyway...what controversy you raised. How nice that you got people thinking.
As for the actual poem which some people lost track of...It is wonderful. Here is a person stuck in the blah's and remembers what it is like to have an excitment for life. They wonder if their joy for life will ever return...
I disagree with tractor,--black is a mix of ALL colors, whereas white is is an absence of ANY. ---but besides that --I love the way you use these polarities --and describe a time "When I burned as an orange flame"---that defines your purpose here---oblivion or frenzy are preferable to the mediocre--especially when you have KNOWN more radiant and glamourous days--- Great thoughts here Silver
boy, have i felt this way before. as for the black and white conundrum, i say leave it the way you wrote it. the "nothingness of white" seems appropos to me, kind of like purity. feck all the scientific minds in here! and remembering the days when you "burned as an orange flame" is a good ending... you're searching for something, trying to get out of the gray. good work!
OK, I have to criticize this from a scientific/logical stand-point. Black should be pure nothingness and white should be everything.
Black is what we see when there is nothing: nothing that reflects light and nothing that creates light.
White is quite the polar opposite: white is the composite of the entire light spectrum.
So, perhaps you can change those around in the poem. Unless, that is, you mean to refer to absorption, in which case things that appear black appear that way because they absorb all the frequencies of light that are being shone on them. White things absorb no light whatsoever, or at least not the frequencies being shone upon them. So, you could mean to say that the everything of black refers to the ability to absorb all colorful things, and vice versa for white.
But this would not seem to be the case, since you talk of "burn[ing] as an orange flame". Therefore, for logical clarification, I suggest interchanging black and white.
How did I miss this one. This was really good. Not the best you've done, but very good. The Everything of Black, Nothingness of White? I would have done it the other way round, but it is a matter of asking yourself; "does it absorb or reflect?" So you could be right, only black, emotionally speaking, is rather empty to me and white is filled. So that's my reasoning...
the beginning was really good but then you lost me. the last 2 lines seem to be thrown into there. I understand what you want to tell with them but I'm missing something that links them more to the lines before. how about something like 'Because I can't remember the days/When I burned as an orange flame'. hope this didn't change your meaning.
i get the white/black/orange thing.. you'd settle for the extreme but prefer the vibrant colours..? at least that's what i think you were trying to say..
i've really come to enjoy your little snapshot moments of life.. but this one just didn't have that same effect your writing usually has. the last line just trailed off and i was left thinking.. well ok..? and..?
I like this because it give so much room for interpertation for the reader. It's kind of like a "take what you need from it" sort of poem. I like the part about you would want the black or white from what you had been given. Good job. --blt
um i dont know. this one confuses me a little. if you are wanting to be either white or black and not in between then wouldnt orange be a set back. and if so then why do you sound like you would like to be like that again. yes i do realize that this has other meanings to it but the way you worded this just throw me off. and i dont like the word polarize. may be if you chaged that to "If only something could help me to find my way" well i dont know its your poem and if this is the way that you liked it the dont change a thing. any ways keep righting
cuddle...i love the idea you used here , to polarize...and i agree i would of used the black and white the opposite way...but you must of had a reason for writing it this way ...maybe were missing something deeper here...i loved the last line...smiles ange