Sport Color Poems

Winter’s releasing us from its perpetually gray and gloomy grip.

Who can study in their room, on a beautiful spring afternoon?
Azaleas assail ya, with champagne petals...

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Water the spirit of life.  Rain
Washing, it drowns.  And floods
The ground. Bemoan the dead.
Looks like leather seats. This
Luxury luckily Looming. Jet Black
 black...

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“How wonderful yellow is. It stands for the sun!” Vincent Van Gogh

Yellow

Yellow is
     a painted curb or lines upon a street,
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A field day shoe fit for Mother Goose
  
Fruitless effort squeezing figurative juice
Pandora called triggering 
helter skelter to get loose
necessitating Bullwinkle J. Moose
to usher...

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Towers, new or old,
Stay grounded, slim or fat,
Draped bright or in mold,
Wearing hats, fancy or plain flat,

For some masquerade never to end.

Towers, tall or short,
Gaze...

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Abortion, an opinion. 
 
  I sat on the terrace sun was flooding obliterating whiteness 
 escaped into the living room, observing four ships anchored in...

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Kites fly high; trees grow tall
Crackers go up ; vapours reach clouds.

Signs of progress; directions to function
Indicating  vigour ; actions of dedication.

Kites a cognate...

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Infinite game possibilities
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Nature Nurtures


Fall’s color creeps across her fingertips
moving through the darkness of warmth’s chill
subtly shifting focus – slowly grips
whispers on the breeze: “It’s time, be still.”

As...

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does pain sport a color?
does it have a special taste?
it there an odor to associate
it with?
an awareness of its own?
who the hell knows...
but sure does...

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