Poetry
The Stain of Woe
A Slow Motion Rainbow
waterfalling colors
dripping, pooling
a slow motion rainbow
plopping to the floor
splattering walls
creeping
like Salvador’s timepieces
minute and hour hands
frozen in time
pigments muddled
yellow, brown, and red
creating an ugly hue
of stickiness
a meandering fusion
readily embraced
by the outstretched arms
of long green shag
woe is me
woe. is. fucking. me.
I’ll never get these stains out
Sydney Duke Richey writes from the heart. Inspired by everyday experiences, her poems, haiku, and non-fiction come from a slice of her life.
Sydney lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband.