TOUCH THE RAINBOW

Red Path

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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 me high.

Rivers of crimson red coat my aching feet

as I walk the road of shame and defeat.

“Is it too late to take the high road?

I ask if I may be so bold.

I run toward the rainbow in my mind

in the colors and hues I hope to find.

SHAKE YOUR RAINBOW

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Wiggle.

Shake.

Whirl.

Life is good.

Nature is beautiful.

In so many ways.

With so many colors.

Purple.

Blue.

Fuchsia.

Do a little dance.

Shake your rainbow.

Light the world.

 

A FIELD OF BLUEBONNETS

 

 

I walk in a field of Bluebonnets.

I thought to compose for them sonnets.

The sweet fragrance fills my soul

until I am again whole.

I feel tired as I smile

like I’ve walked a full mile.

I will make my bed

and lay down my head.

My thoughts drift so slow and low,

somewhere over the rainbow…

TOUCH THE RAINBOW

 

 

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 me 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.

 

Ahead I see a bright light

as I rise with all my might.

 

I run toward the rainbow in my mind

in the colors and hues, I hope to find.

MUSIC OF THE DEEP

 

 

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.

 

 

TOUCH THE RAINBOW

Red Path

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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.

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.

THE PICTURE

 

Art comes alive with the artist’s stroke.

It bounces from the white page

in alternating shades of the rainbow.

The green eyes entice and ensnare.

The fur flows and ebbs in blues and pink.

It has stepped out from the mere page

to come alive for me and you.