January 19, 2008

The Difference

Like paints on a palette, only
a few shades apart,
swirling together in the middle
and discovering a new color;

like earth and the river,
butter and cream,
like oak and mahogany,

we compare and contrast
like children

into each others' toy boxes.

1 comment:

BradyDale said...

This one is really strong. Nothing like a surprising metaphor for a short but punchy poem!