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♦

The Fourth of July

4th of July

 
Lights in the night sky
Colors float so high
Raining in hues
Red, white, and blue
Victory is our day
We have come here to play
Music and marching bands
We raise our clapping hands
Celebrate the 4th of July
Let the colorful lights fly high

PERFECT

 

 

Brush strokes of blue and gray

to fill in the puffy clouds.

Crayon swipes of teal and aquamarine

to meet the neverending horizon.

Each wave swell of purest white

rises from the depths of dark blue.

My fingers reach for the canvas.

My eyes travel to the brushes.

I shake my head.

No painting is needed.

No copy will diminish the essence 

of a perfect summer day at the shore.

COLORS ON MY MIND

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COLORS ON MY MIND

Picture a flower growing from the sea.

Can there be a prettier sight to see?

Flower bubbles float ashore.

Who do you think they are for?

This is what I need for today.

Pastel colors to soothe my stay.

Pinks and blues mix well together.

I can look at them forever.