Brite Poems - Poems about Brite

She loved Rainbow Brite apparently a snoopy neighbor said. She is good with the primary colors – yellow, blue and red. We whispered about her house, and her clothes too. She was as cheery and fantastic, she loved a certain hue. She came spinning outside and did a dance in the lawn. What on earth is she wearing? What does...

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You have to admit, the future's looking bright - with corona seeming to fizzle out a bit, with cryptocurrency, the metaverse and the futuristic, kiss-your-sister quality of lab-grown meat to save the planet - yep, things are looking up....

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When I gaze up at the evening sky (by the way I think everybody should) I’m often reminded of my younger days…back in my childhood. Back when I played with my Lite Brite…for often I would sigh…when I saw the constellations I created…back when I controlled the sky. And I wonder if ancient astrologers gazing up into the...

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She takes the stars up in the sky And connects their dots at night Like a giant Etch A Sketch Her own Galaxy Lite-Brite Using neon highlighter All the colors she can find Drawing close the Cosmos She closes both her eyes Adding a bit of the abstract She changes hands from left to right On this giant Etch A Sketch Her own Galaxy...

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Not just a plastic peg You reflect the light below Born into a guiding template Cast members for the show We play until our light burns out Game rules as old as time Look within and find the source A true self paradigm...

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