Crayons

A poem about coloring with crayons.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crayons

 

Crayons you take me

Somewhere new,

Where my childhood

Won't seem so blue.

 

Your colors put

Me in a trance,

When I think about

The pictures of

Romance where

They take me.

 

Maybe we'll sail where

Christopher Columbus' ships

Blew their sails to,

Where the waters were filled

With pink mermaids with bright

Red hair.

 

Or shall I color a rainbow,

Where secret gardens grow

Cherry color dinosaurs

Who walked around

A long time ago

Eating brown fudgesicles

And gingerbread cookies too.

 

I'll show your colors to my

Mom when I get home,

To see if she cares.

 

For now I'll color my rocks,

Of the cave where I sit

When I'm feeling grey

With you.

 

 

Reviews

[Charles]

It's wonderful to see the spectrum through your eyes.

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what a unique concept..really interesting read

[Fran Marie]

A most colorful write...well expressed and soo nicely penned!!

[Michael of Gilead]

I got a box of 64 ;)

[David W Moore III]

very nice trip down memory lane, although the end was a bit of a contrast...

[Cynthia]

I've a great night read with this poem, (Not About Ghost will be fine!)
Fun and a happy write!
Thanks for your request, amazing!

[YouoweYoupay]

This was fun to read. =) You've taken me on a short tripe with lots of colors, innocent magic, and ofcourse...gingerbread eating dinosaurs. lol. Interesting read. Thanks for sharing.

-Wella.

[Jas Alejandrino Ramos]

a nice concept and a nice poem:)

[sarah]

well...alrighty then

[Author Rucha Joshi]

I remembered times when I was young i used to scribble stuff on the walls with crayons.
Your poem resurfaced those memories
the choice of vocabulary and the inside rhyming adds colors to your poem
Amazing