I drift alone in my boat
On the sea of many colors.
A mirror to the pastel sky,
To what resides so high.
The moon peeking from above,
Caressing me like a soft glove.
As I drift along in my boat
On the sea of many colors.
The colors of nature are
Bright and fresh,
Soothing and serene,
Beckoning for you to take
A stroll through the flowers and
Inhale their sweet fragrance.
Take time to appreciate nature
And all it has to offer.
MUSIC OF THE DEEP
Colors of the rainbow swirl by,
Swimming free to the beat of their own.
A harmony of movement
Following the slow tempo of the deep.
Cover me with your cold arms,
A baby blanket of softness.
Take me down under your waves,
Where the world glows a bluish green.
Into the deep darkness,
Where a silent cocoon awaits me.
Live for the moment.
Live to be free.
The colors surround me.
I dance to be free.
The birds flap their wings.
The moon shines its face.
The sky and ocean merge.
I love when I’m free.
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TO THE LIGHT
Bring me to the light
Where demons don’t dwell,
And colors appear to soothe my tired soul.
A rainbow of delights engulfs me.
Raindrops fall to wash my tears.
Music surrounds me in a heartbeat.
I am not alone.
Others have found this paradise.
A place to quiet the wandering beast.
Arms lift me.
Roses entomb me.
I am here at last.
I’ve made it to paradise.
I dream of a place
Where time stands still.
Petals fly from trees.
A pink hue cast on all.
Climb the stairs to the castle,
Where fantasies come to life.
The warm breeze carries music
On swirling rainbows of light.
Pretty maidens dance in circles
Around the courtyard of flowers.
Men become drunk on giggles
And flirty stares cast their way.
Who is the ruler of this paradise?
It is I, the dreamer of dreams.
A RAINBOW OF DELIGHTS
Through the bright colors.
Run to the others.
Where crayons reach the sky.
Climb the pile up high.
Cotton balls stuck above,
The flutter of a dove.
Lake water is shining crystal clear,
A perfect reflection of a deer.
To the beat of
The winged creatures in the sky.
As they dance the tune up high,
Flying close to the ball of fire,
Their wings take them higher and higher.
Come closer and see
What my imagination has wrought
With little or no prior thought.
A scene of beauty, my dear,
Has made it all crystal clear.
TOUCH THE RAINBOW
I take the winding path shaded in red
instead of hiding in my comfy bed.
The road widens and narrows its scope
as it weaves away from any hope.
Blood red threatens the night sky
as laughter follows up high.
Rivers of crimson red coat my tired feet
as I walk the road of shame and defeat.
Why cannot life take the high road?
I ask if I may be so bold.
Up ahead I see a bright light
as I rise up with all my might.
I run toward the rainbow in my mind
in the colors and hues, I hope to find.
The sky flashes purple and pink
amidst flashes of blue and white.
Reflected on the silvery surface
in shades of aquamarine and amethyst.
We see only a glimpse of its fury.
A quick shot of hot anger.
Don’t look away
for all too soon it will be gone.
“I sit alone in the dark.
I hear voices around me.
Sounds of movement.
Sounds of life.
I reach out.
I can feel the smoothness.
Smells waft by my nose.
Aromas of chicken.
Sweet smells of pudding.
Smells of life.
What color is the food?
Is the sun shining in?
Are the faces around me young or old?
So many questions.
Questions I can’t answer.
I can never answer.
For I am blind,
Have been blind for years.”
The anguish my mother faced
For most of her life.
Her sight stolen from her
At a young age.
Loss of sight.
Loss of colors.
Loss of faces.
Loss of memories.