Showing posts with label color. Show all posts
Showing posts with label color. Show all posts

Sunday, May 7, 2023

RED IS THE COLOR


Red is my lost soul,

yearning to be whole.

Red is your luscious lips,

where I yearn for sips.

Red is the sun’s last ray

as it sets for the day.

Red is the color of the sky

when I finally say goodbye.

Red is my return to hell

before the final bell.

Monday, July 19, 2021

REST FOR THE WEARY

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The morning sun peeks through

the canopy of trees.

The blanket of color

covers me with its leaves.

I’m sheltered with

soft petals of pink,

like velvet sheets

splattered with pink ink.

I give a contented sigh

as my eyes soon grow teary.

A bed among the petals

offers rest for the weary.


Wednesday, October 2, 2019

A RADIANCE FROM WITHIN



Nature has its own beauty.
Its radiance comes from within.
Blossoming from a mere seed
To give color and light to the world.

Wednesday, July 31, 2019

THE BLUE



Blue colors my vision
with perfect precision.
It coats the sky
as hawks fly by.
Color blankets the street
and each person you meet.
Blue mist fills the air
as shadows draw near.
The blue brings us close
to what we fear most.
♦THE DEAD GAME♦

Tuesday, March 12, 2019

HAPPY DREAMS




Eyes follow you.
Snap at you.
Sharp teeth.
Crushing jaws.
Colors surround you.
Murky water.
Deep mud.
Swirling.
Around and around.
Happy dreams.

Wednesday, September 26, 2018

RED




Hues of red fill the humid air.
The residents hide behind closed doors.
The tourists huddle in fear at the hotel.
The town waits deserted and quiet.
The woods rumble with music.
Dignitaries visit from around the world.
Limousines line the paths to the glass house,
Where guests fill the dance floor.
Linda watches them laugh and drink.
An undercurrent lies beneath the gaiety.
As if evil waits to raise its ugly head.
The Dead Game has begun.
THE DEAD GAME

Wednesday, September 12, 2018

COLOR MY WORLD


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Color my world in shades of pink,
so long as I don’t have to think.
Brush more color in strokes of blue,
so I don’t have to think of you.
Add a mist of dark green
until I’m ready to scream.
Throw more colors at me,
but I know what I’ll see.
A world faded to black
until I get you back.

Friday, July 6, 2018

COLOR TO THE WHITE


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Bring a little color to the white,
Cascade down the bricks every night.
Roses will soon bring red to the scheme,
Adding so much more to the scene.

Sunday, March 11, 2018

BLEED PINK


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The river bleeds pink.
Low-hanging trees
drip the rich color.
Falling leaves
leave pink trails.
Childlike strokes
fingerpaint the river.
A river of neon pink.

Friday, March 9, 2018

BLUE HAZE



Feelings of softest blue.
This is how I see you.
Through a film of ice,
You appear so nice.
A reflection it is
That I can never miss.
As leaves float high,
I peer up at the sky
I still see your face
In every place.
I can feel your hot gaze
Even in this haze.
Please come back to me,
And we can float free.

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

DREAM



I dream in color.
I dream of nature.
I dream of beauty.
I dream of you.

Thursday, March 30, 2017

LIGHT UP THE WORLD


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Wiggle.
Shake.
Whirl.
Life is good.
Life is beautiful.
In so many ways.
With so many colors.
Purple.
Blue.
Fuchsia.
Do a little dance.
Shake your rainbow.
Light up the world.

Thursday, December 29, 2016

A BLACK ROSE


jorgerocha78:
What could make roses turn black?
What evil could take away their
beautiful color?
A dark heart could turn anything it touches
to black.

What could make roses turn black?
What evil could take away 
their beautiful color?
A dark heart could turn 

anything it touches

to black.




Thursday, December 1, 2016

PINK


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Pink climbs to heaven
on bristling leaves.
Fuchsia steps up
the balconies.
It covers our world
with vibrancy.
Cheering us on
our gloomiest days.
Coaxing us to 
reach for the heavens.