a self-help peom/ an ekphrastic poem… ekphrastic according to my understanding of wikipedia and an example could mean, pictorial/descriptive.
the ALL-encompassing yellow glow
says “Spring! Hey, Nature, come alive!”
no truth of grasses still dead-yellowed,
escapes the season coming’s joy, or, thus hides.
A silken night-feathered crow squawks
reminding one of tricks and sarcasm
there he is atop the light pole mountain-top
warning of the frown-treasures – dog crap chasms
AS you brew and fill thine CUP coffee,
compose your thoughts each toasted sultry sip.
collect eye-candy symbols as Easter eggs with colorings-
yes yes, be aware of picnic landmines; doggy blips.
Remember previous warnings of people crows
take ye heed of this potion and all those better off “no’s!”
Compose in not just idyllics but ALSO of consequences once we’ve sown
Yes, weeds too, come up green and share hardly a hint til they’ve grown.
Yes! each line keeps growing as if compelled in its time of our lives the wind hath blown
but each bleached lighter and liver-spotted patch of skin awaits its wrinkle of what we’ve learned
We’ve to set our days as a kite gumball colored and sparkly tinsel-tailed over the landscape of our adventures we’ve known.
It might be exhilarating to fly over all of our earth life memories- yes all the gifts, battles, love-tree elms Cinder-Statues burned.
Yes, it may seem that I’ve dribbled drool silverer than old one’s hairs
I know this, see the shining epiphany glow sunrise on my face?
it’s about how we feel- yes, but also being aware-
to connect our kiddie book picture dots into a story life we’ve laced.
picture disappointment… colorado is to me most often color yellow, but spring pictures or truths are hard to find in a world where we want verdant idyllics… so
close this is to my home but imagine I see not verdant greens but realities grasses yellowed. 🙂 but it’s only the beginning of spring. 😉
and now for something deliberately chime-y, to underscore the wind/kite of our days gumball colored and sparkly tinsel tailed…