Mercurochrome Poems - Poems about Mercurochrome

...When I was growing up…getting ready for school…looking back…I feel blessed for my morning routine, unlike the youth of today, didn’t have as much worry or stress. “Good Morning kids,” our mom wou......Read the rest...

...What softness in silence amidst the cacophony of a spin cycle world war. Lying next to your glow in sleep's stillness, careful of your bandaged hand. Watching your breath enter and leave, the rise ......Read the rest...

...When I was a kid, if I got a cut, My mother would grab the glass vial And slather a swath of no other stuff but Mercurochrome; that was her style. Inside of the bottle a thin tube of glass Was......Read the rest...

...Wasn’t it just a week ago, that Mom was putting band-aides and mercurochrome on my scraped knee? Didn’t I learn to ride a bicycle just a few days back? When was it I caught my first fish – yesterd......Read the rest...

...The last days of summer sigh, breathe out slowly. Summer colors fade. Mercurochrome leaves- burnt orange and lemon yellow- mimic the colors in my new wool sweater. Liquid saffron autumn lig......Read the rest...