Of Crayon Box Dreams
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For Miranda Hawley's Sonnet Contest
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I find a box of crayons on a desk.
At different colors I take a look.
I think of each color as picaresque -
as something or somebody in a book.
Three blues I see, such as blue-violet.
Blue-green might be a sailor’s home at sea.
Blue-violet could be a girl he’d met.
Purple is sky darkened, making him flee.
Although their passion had been orange-red -
black became his heart. He left love behind.
The girl’s heart, carnation pink, feels brown dead.
The cheer of yellow I now need to find.
I’ll draw a sun, and yellow I will use.
These dreamy crayons have too many blues.
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2025
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