Crayons Revisited

There were only eight colors
in a flat box.
They were round
constantly rolling
challenging
our dexterity.
We colored
“inside” the lines
lest we be chastised.
When we dared
we mixed the colors
made rainbows
challenged the “status quo”,
ventured “outside”
the lines
searched
for the Leprechaun
and his pot-a-gold.

John G. Lawless
©8/20/2022
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Wolf Avatar
August 20, 2022 at 8:27 PM
Great ending to a serendipitous poem of note! Huzzah! :) gw
Romios Avatar
August 20, 2022 at 11:06 AM
Good and well penned! Panagiota
Lawless Avatar
August 20, 2022 at 5:17 PM
Thanks Pangs, a memory of a simpler, and distant time when colors were colors
Hankins Avatar
August 20, 2022 at 10:20 AM
John, you brought back some fond memories. I can recall trying to make new colors by blending them. We only had boxes of 8, I believe. When I got older, I realized they come in boxes of 96. I would have been in heaven with a box of 96!
Lawless Avatar
August 20, 2022 at 5:15 PM
and we didn't always get the "good" kind......sometime we got the waxy ones that melted if you used them in the sun. I must admit tis is an offspring of the poems you and Jenna posted.
Logan Avatar
August 20, 2022 at 7:45 AM
John, press the rebellion button and at least once, color outside the lines. Maybe Milt and I started a ball rolling with our title of 'Crayons Revisited.' I had to do a double take when I saw the title of your post.
Hankins Avatar
August 21, 2022 at 7:31 PM
What is it they say, "Imitation is the best form of flattery" or something like that. We're tickled pink you used that title...not a bit blue, my friend. Actually, I'd love to see some other experiences with crayolas. We've all colored at one time or another.
Logan Avatar
August 21, 2022 at 2:52 AM
"Confession is good for the soul," or so I've heard. You'll not be prosecuted, John, for I'm flattered that you used it.
Lawless Avatar
August 20, 2022 at 5:13 PM
Well, Jenna, I must confess I stole the title after reading both your and Milton's .....
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