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Young Emerald Tree Boa

they must think I am color-blind or color-unaware but I am aware, because I am an artist. I am orange with black and silver markings. how dare they call me a young emerald tree boa what part of me is emerald? I ask defiantly.

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 4/25/2023 7:36:00 PM

Intriguing..the title and the content. People try to label…give us colors that don’t belong or that just aren’t quite us…we do it too. Love the first line color-blind & color-unaware. By the way, I love observing koi!!

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/26/2023 12:30:00 AM

Thank you Kim

Leo Larry Amadore

Date: 4/25/2023 1:29:00 PM

I enjoyed this poem Karen. Koi are indeed not emerald tree boa(s). And they are lovely to watch, which you have so briefly and poetically stated.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/26/2023 12:31:00 AM

I am trying to figure out how I ended up with Koi as a title for a poem about a boa?