Mind the Wet Paint

Sometimes especially on days sunny and so quaint I feel like tossing my bonnet without restraint Just exposing my mind freshly vividly bepaint How else strangers and neighbours can I acquaint Flowers and sunshine and rainbows on my brain I would paint Crevasses and all, Chances are I wouldn’t be mistaken for a saint Maybe passers-by would gawk and possibly even faint I would prance around hatless not hearing one complaint Ignoring anyone who would frown thinking I’m attaint For laughs I might pretend and blow a feint But I would only laugh so loud ‘cause touched by them I ain’t In my wildest rowdiest boldest colours without constraint Imagine all the lovely people I would find Who are exposing too their painted mind And much too genuine to be colour-blind Uplifting to meet kindred minds unconfined Loving smiling faces of humankind Read on air by invitation ~ April 10, 2022 'POETS HARBOUR' AP: 2nd place 2022 Submitted on February 22, 2018 for contest MIND THE WET PAINT sponsored by VIV WIGLEY - RANKED 3RD