June 2011
Found an old journal
Slowly it seems
I stroll into wave
After wave of
Magenta happiness
That plunges into
An easy day yellow
Of a daffodil’s
Center of commotion
Aqua rain
Symphonically spreading
Through peeling petals
Of longer days
Growing shorter in
Spurts of a pringy
Anf energetic green
And a faded, acid-
Washed blue of docile
Oceans chasing after
Storms flashing white
zig-zagging images
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