I CAN COLOUR IT W/ CRAYONS W/ RHYMES

I CAN COLOUR IT W/ CRAYONS W/ RHYMES

A Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

i can

colour it with rhymes

i can

colour it with crayons

i can

colour the sky and the sun i see

any colour i want

i can

colour it with rhymes

i can

colour it with crayons

colour my life around me

colour your world

colour all the times

 

swings out across to me

in thoughts and in clouds

orange sun, sensational, make,

a-break through one with you

drops by a light in on

undisguised in my eyes

right on me in a field zaps

colour my comprehension

over above this middle

i have reached and i have found

how fair light gives

and gives - CLEAR EYES - agian.

persuades all the rage

right thru i can repair it

 

i can

colour it with rhymes

i can

colour it with crayons

i can

colour the sky and the sun i see

any colour i want

i can

colour it with rhymes

i can

colour it with crayons

colour my life around me

color your world

color all the times

 

Oh, give back tomorrow

the heart believes so

a-little wren but go at once

fast and bright looking at lights

all warm will ease together

adrift in a-great mist

right in my eyes vividfies

the prize inside heart shines

with a light-house in the sky

stands tall for the way

drops by a light in on

unriddle my puzzle in a puddle

i am drenched - BEYOND - again.

right thru i can repair it

 

i can

colour it with rhymes

i can

colour it with crayons

i can

colour the sky and the sun i see

any color i want

i can

colour it with rhymes

i can

colour it with crayons

colour my life around me

colour your world

colour all the times

© 2014 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley


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Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

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