A Box Of Crayons

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When I'm dreaming, I sometimes fantasize about opening a box of crayons. As my subconscious scribbles sapphire skies, coloring dreams in shades of gold and bronze. Pastels and vivid pigments color thoughts, using imagination as a brush. And shades float like a flotilla of dots inked in the brightest hues and faintest blush. My inner child scribbles between the lines, drawing pictures no one but me has seen. And yet, abstract accurately defines that magical landscape of in-between. A box of crayons inks my dreams at night, filling my inner child with sheer delight.

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John Hamilton

Date: 6/13/2025 6:42:00 PM

A wonderful write Emile I enjoyed the journey back to the time when crayons stirred the imagination!

Emile Pinet
Date: 6/14/2025 7:59:00 AM

Thank you, John. I appreciate your comments, my friend. Emile.

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 6/12/2025 1:36:00 PM

Hello Emile, Did you see colour in your dream? or was it a bit foggy? I am just wondering. my friend. Enjoy your day. Darlene/

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 6/13/2025 10:00:00 AM

Hello Emile, Okay thank you for letting me know. You are welcome my friend, enjoy your day. /Darlene/

Emile Pinet
Date: 6/13/2025 8:24:00 AM

Thanks for your comments, Darlene. This is just a poem, not a personal experience, my friend.