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Color Crayon Messages
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Color Crayon Messages |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
A myriad of tones, each a symphony of foams Likely to be sharpened each to point before a single swirl And ever likely too, before the touch of paper, peels unfurl Far before, a vision painted on a canvas soft and sure Melted dreams to stir Beseeched in strums, triumphant in the way it comes More often to be tossed about the hue, beside some orphan shoe With confidence a mighty line, strong and straight Except within his grand design, watercolors washed, A polished shine The artistry of differences, textures rich and raised, Heated up and cooled within the silent white ablaze Spaces left with gaps, pausing to pitch bottle caps In a speechless glee, settling to final draft enraptured he Mixing in two tones Hearing the define of red, of yellow through the grousing bellow In the context of the sun that kisses apples with September done Blending in two different eyes the styles, unique in definition And somehow same in the tradition, purple is purple, or violet mist Subtle versions teased a kiss Yet how unlikely is it to have thoughts so close in flavor? Couldn’t there be different in the good of just a simple green lifesaver? Maybe apple, mint or lime…something that defies define Sharpening the point, waiting for the right time Clear, the colors that you hear She draws in smooth and brighten, fine lines a glow enlighten Imagining the rise and fall of every breath drawn great and small A sculpture that is known by feel, before it can be shown He listens to the color box, observes the pallet, picks the locks All the while looking in her eyes The image of the wind, on wings she gives to him And wishes into moonlight, there paints for him the rainbow skies A touch of dromedary sighs and nodding all the while he denies Groping for the dream, sightless in a solitary tartan theme That love could still be green 9/22/03 |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
She draws in smooth and brighten, fine lines a glow enlighten Imagining the rise and fall of every breath drawn great and small A sculpture that is known by feel, before it can be shown He listens to the color box, observes the pallet, picks the locks All the while looking in her eyes The image of the wind, on wings she gives to him And wishes into moonlight, there paints for him the rainbow skies A touch of dromedary sighs and nodding all the while he denies Groping for the dream, sightless in a solitary tartan theme That love could still be green now, since crayons have been on my mind of late.. I found this quite interesting and well done.. the verses I copied being my favorites... funny how the smell of crayons can take us back to something simpler and to a time we might believe...love indeed was still green.. |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
a very enjoyed penning of poetry,,, |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
this one is a diamond, as yourself...what a beautiful read....good jobber and thank you for sharing, much appreciated this boutiful read. |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
She draws in smooth and brighten, fine lines a glow enlighten Imagining the rise and fall of every breath drawn great and small A sculpture that is known by feel, before it can be shown He listens to the color box, observes the pallet, picks the locks All the while looking in her eyes The image of the wind, on wings she gives to him And wishes into moonlight, there paints for him the rainbow skies A touch of dromedary sighs and nodding all the while he denies Groping for the dream, sightless in a solitary tartan theme That love could still be green Oh my, Kathleen, these are some of the most beautiful lines I've ever read. I love the way your words paint beautiful colors.  Hugs  Ethel |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Kathleen~ outside the lines ... perfectly colored verse~ This is outstanding~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I see we're in tune today...in a colorful sort of way...  You just bore the colors a bit brighter. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Absolutely fantastic write Kathleen. So very much enjoyed the read. ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Wonderful ! Much enjoyed - Chris  Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf. -Tagore |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Great write...very lyrical. Eric |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
What a fablous picture, you sure know how to make your colors breathe and come to life. As always Kathleen, you are just beautiful! |
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Mystic One Member
since 2003-09-14
Posts 134 |
Yes Nice |
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