Crayola

CRAYOLA

 

My eyes were covered by a black veil,

Until an unknown light led him to me –

The one who painted my violet vision

By dropping sweet cherries on my ocean of tears;

Who showered my senses with brown luck –

A good fortune not materialistic but soulful.

The desert was implanted with green earth,

And life was brought back to my dreary world.

But though our love was genuine red wine,

The burgundy glass just broke;

In the end he had to leave me blue again

To set on a journey to find his star.

Still I waited with hope tied in yellow ribbon,

But the oak tree had once again withered;

And summer turned to a flash of orange vain

A never ending autumn of the heart.


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Jan   Jan wrote
on 8/20/2009 11:56:06 PM
thanks everyone..i'm glad you like this..:)

Michele   Michele wrote
on 8/20/2009 8:51:59 PM
I was 'adding colors' as I was reading this like dreary(gray)world, the 'burgundy' colored maroon, and the 'cherries' colored red-pink. Sorry--I'm a poet & painter both and can't help it! A lot of fun--bravo!

kiwigirl   kiwigirl wrote
on 8/20/2009 4:15:22 PM
Really clever, and very creative

Jan
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WISH I COULD DREAM FOREVER


Selene, enchantress of the night,
Chain me with light
To this wonder –
My dream’s zephyr.

Let me drift to a paradise
Where no one lies,
And no disdain
Runs through my veins.

Whisper me Endymion’s curse –
Zeus’ spell verse,
So dire sunbeams
Won’t fail my dreams.
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just some fun with colors..:)
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