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There is particular shade of blue which comes into the sky in the hour before dawn. It differs from any of the shades of blue which follow the sunset. That early glow in the east is electric. It vibrates in the mind like a tone in music, and ends the night before the sun has risen. I could spend hours, or days, washed in that color. I wonder if it has a name?

Another night fled, and I'm wondering why, when the nights have grown longer, they seem as short as in summer. I get wrapped up in things, and time gets away from me. Here I am again, in dawn's chill, unable to account for the hours which have passed.

But, here is something interesting to look at: This post by [livejournal.com profile] insomnia offers you a chance to anonymously confess your shame, guilt, or insecurity. A fascinating idea. I posted something. Try and guess which is mine, if you'd like. Fun for the whole LJ family!

Date: 2002-10-29 03:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thesparrow.livejournal.com
Thank you.

color theory

Date: 2002-10-29 06:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] juneflame.livejournal.com
interestingly enough, i had a dream two nights ago about the shade of pre-dawn that we've been having lately (a blue-grey of seemingly infinite proportions). there was no action in the dream. just the blue-grey (why isn't this color named more specifically??? blue-grey is too awkward for such a graceful hue) color bathing everything and sequins of tailights and headlights piercing through. the dream was almost a still-life; all that moved were the cars on roads.

i posted about it briefly, but not fully enough. i think that the sky has been this shade for longer periods of time than normal because of all the lovely fog and rain we've been having lately.

and every day this week the sky has been this color, for my morning commute and for the drive home. it has permeated everything (all aspects of my being and breathing)- sometimes i think that if i squeezed my hair that blue-grey would drip off of its ends, if i take a bath the water will turn blue-grey and swirl in blue-grey vortexes down the drain, if i cry my tears would be blue-grey streaks of pigment streaming down my face.

this of course is not true - but it is more true than the colors of reality are.

(and speaking of color theory, [livejournal.com profile] static_eddie referred me to your journal. i'm glad he did... your words are lovely. if you don't mind, i would like to add you to my 'friends' list.)

here's hoping you have a blue-grey day.

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