Palette Free
Musical words and painted phrases,
dance around my memory
Reds and Blues and vivid Gold’s,
rush across my bridge of dreams
Stream-streaking into the sky,
their song a magic portrait
Clouds chanting in vibrant hues,
—as the light sings palette free
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2017
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