What should have only been an extended weekend away from my poetry postings evolved into almost two weeks as I was hit with the flu on my return home. As I continue to recover, I'm going to extend the time for Prompt #03 so that I can more fully explore more colorful poetic avenues. We will continue our travels through the alphabet on March 11, 2010 with the letter "D". Thanks for your patience!
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WINTER WHITE
Too bright for my eyes.
The snow mounds grow to new heights.
Too white and too cold.
VARIATIONS OF GRAY
A cold, bleak day
fills the sky with gray,
defining itself in the blurry shade of gloom.
A sad, lonely heart
Is colored by gray,
and promises nothing to overcome its dismal hues.
Your beautiful eyes,
a perfect shade of gray,
offer hope, love and laughter
to rise above the monotonous tones of darkness.
The orange colored sky
was almost blinding to the eye.
It’s autumn hue reflected on
the leaves and earth below.
And then the wind picked up
and clouds began to form.
The color was nothing more
than the beginning of a storm.
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