March 15, 2015

Coloring

By merb010

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“Poetry is the

impish attempt

to paint the

color of the wind.”

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— Maxwell Bodenheim

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Elfje:

Black

and white

Life without feeling

A rainbow in waiting

Emotions

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Haiku:

Color me happy

Spring welcomes a new rainbow

Green the most welcomed

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Poem:
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Coloring the Wind
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It is never too late until it is over
May I have this last dance
Taking the last train to Dover
Always asking for the second chance

Dreams, night and day
Spoken with another’s voice
Is it work or is it play
Always asking for another choice

Procrastinate, it is never too late
Will it make tomorrows news
Trying to keep the thoughts straight
Always living with what we choose

Coloring the wind very happy
It is not a chance or a choice
By design the Uni-verse is classy
Live, love and let us all rejoice

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ME and the Boss

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About merb010

Spring Hill, FL, United States Two nice old folks just hanging out, not hurting a bug or anything larger. The years have been kind to us and we now we are enjoying our golden years reading and writing. We are grateful for the God given talents that we now use to help others. View all posts by merb010
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