There was the tree resplendent,
in purpled, rippled foam,
that made me so dependent;
that offered up a home.
And in the blissful blossoming,
of boughed and branching space,
the golden eyes were glistening;
the panther found her place.
The poem prompt.
If you were a color, what color would you be? (Silly, huh?) OK, if you were a tree, what tree would you be? (Still silly.) Or not silly enough? So let’s do this… If that tree were that color (and no, please don’t say “green”) AND you were an animal up in that tree – what animal would you be?
http://wewritepoems.wordpress.com/2013/04/18/prompt-152-animals/
in purpled, rippled foam,
that made me so dependent;
that offered up a home.
And in the blissful blossoming,
of boughed and branching space,
the golden eyes were glistening;
the panther found her place.
The poem prompt.
If you were a color, what color would you be? (Silly, huh?) OK, if you were a tree, what tree would you be? (Still silly.) Or not silly enough? So let’s do this… If that tree were that color (and no, please don’t say “green”) AND you were an animal up in that tree – what animal would you be?
http://wewritepoems.wordpress.com/2013/04/18/prompt-152-animals/
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