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I Paint The World With Color

My poet's heart paints words in colors,
Sees the world as topys-in and tipsy-out.
If the sky was always yellow and pink,
And the tree trunks were decorated with silver sequins,

Could the grass be red? The stars be purple? 
A milky white sky at night to show off these purple stars?
What of fruits? Could we love blue bananas and orange apples?
Could we fathom eating something that looked new?

How poetic can we lull our sensitivities into tolerating?
What would happen if we woke up and tomorrow was pink 
And Red and yellow and orange and there was no blue at all
Until we stumbled upon a banana on our way to the coffee?

What then? Could we deal? Would our houses be laughing
Or would there be stony silence, anger, rage about the changes?
How flexible is your mind? How ready to diversify are you?
My poet's heart is smiling in the love of this new idea.

A Topsy-in and Tipsy-out, making my heart smile,
My soul dance, and showing me who my friends are,
And how many family members will have to be dropped
After I leave my parents' home for good, and for worse.


Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 3/11/2019 5:55:00 PM
'Blue bananas and orange apples' - can I come live in your topsy turvy world?
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/12/2019 9:10:00 AM
Yes, I have started to build a guest cottage for you with a rainbow door and candy shutters. It has your name in script and tulips in the pink window boxes.