(From the Color Schemes exercise in Week 8)
I am green, fresh, new,bright, alive, growing.
I am the life-giving vitamins in your smoothie &
the sweat-wicking tent flaps of your skirt.
I am the t-shirt and shell-necklace of the
man behind the counter & the mix-
matched faded cement floor at
Cherrywood Coffee House.
I am the emerald in the earrings your 16-
year-old boyfriend gave you, making your
Mom sad & I'm the forest of
the velvet Laura Ashley dress she got you
for Christmas.
I am the prom dress you designed & left
in a heap on the floor after the
black-tie wedding, sneaking into his
empty house & stirring up fights.
I am the trees pouring their love on
you & everyone who drives, walks or
swims beneath them.
I am green. Sometimes the dress of the
sea, with my cousins, blue, brown &
gray.
I am the buds you smoke, covered in
gold and red hairs.
I am your eyes.
I am your eyes.
I am your eyes.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
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