Rebecca
My dear you are a color unidentified
as of yet
bright and blue-ish, they haven't discovered you yet
what to name you
where to place you
if i were an inventor i'd find you
place you on my window sill
(so you could catch the sunlight and throw it back into my eyes)
ILLUMINATE EVERYTHING.
change what i think of in negativity
to something saccharine
as kids we used to carry things
our favorite toys, our backpacks
our hatred and love.
but as an adult i'd carry you and show and tell
all of my friends
what a great friend you are.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Labels:
abstract,
creative non-fiction,
free verse,
freeverse,
friendship,
love,
poem,
poetry,
prose,
surrealism
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