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Sing high, sing low, sing medium
No sound evokes emotions as much as song.
Sing sweet, sing dry, sing rich.
Music stills hearts and makes them soar.
Sing soft, sing deep, sing life,
Happiness and sorrow can be drawn out.
Sing loud, sing quiet, sing laughter.
Your life, your heart, your dream.
The trees by the lake cry wooden tears,
The sky glints grey and gold.
Silver shimmers, water waves,
Cold walk in sunset glow.
Cyclops, looking at you,
What does he see?
One stern eye facing you..
Checking you out?
Staring deep.
Into your eyes,
Dazzled by your smile,
Ancient sight
Blinded by your brilliance
Or your insolence.
Since I did so many posts about Blue I thought I would write a random poem about yellow. ….
Yellow bowl,
full of custard,
Bananas
Yellow bandana.
Rifle through my brain…
Yellow ochre,
yellow belly,
Lemon yellow.
Polka dot bikini.
Cadmium yellow..
Corn on the cob
Belishia beacon,
Beaches of golden yellow sand,
Yellow wands of willow,
Yellow cotton pillow
case…
Painted yellow face?
Hello yellow jello
no need to bellow…
Yellow….
I was going to include an American politician in this but thought better of it….
Book avalanche ….
I once had one book.
That wasn’t enough,
Then I had two
One too few?
So I got three
Which I read in a tree.
Soon I had four
How many more?
Five or six, a feast
No seven at least,
Enough for a shelf?
With my twelfth….
Once I had forty
I felt rather naughty.
Just a few more
Came through the door…
Once I read paperbacks
Now I’m on hardbacks,
My addiction is growing,
The books they are flowing.
Trying to count ’em
How can I stop them?
Over one Thousand?…..
No space for me and
My cats.. .
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Lots of things inspire me. The mother of pearl colours in a mussel shell interested me. Could it grow a pearl? Is it only oysters that grow them?
Mussel shell, mussel shell
Is a pearl growing there?
Does the grit you spit
Make a sand orb that shines?
Mussel shell, what muscle makes you
Grow a seed of shiny
Mother of pearl?
You are clamming up on me!
I’m having some work done to this page and somethings gone a bit wonky :
I don’t understand URL
What did you say?
I don’t understand HTML
Oh go away!
I don’t get hash tags #
I don’t know at’s @
I don’t know coding…
Oh hell!
Here’s looking at you kid,
The eyes seemed to say,
Like a surreal spider
With multiple eyes.
Don’t fear me
I seem to hear them
You will understand
one day.
I smell a surprise
Sniffed out I see
By my old eyes
And a new view.
Ice like feathers,
ice like blood,
ice poured over the bonnet of a car.
Jack Frosts finger nails have skittered across
Leaving their trail of frozen air.
Ice leaps over
ice slips on,
Ice is strong till it is fractured.
Warm air makes ice wet, clammy, then it melts.
Jack Frost,
Dream maker,
gone.
Mallaband-Brown