Truck. Bump.
Rainbows in the street?!
Or do my eyes deceive?
A trick of the dark morning
and recycling
floating, flying on the wind.
Paper--confetti!!
Land fill?
Tsk.
Art! Life!
Real and living.
Colorful, and whimsy.
Poetic, lacking words.
Magic passes me by
on its way
to the dump.
Precious keepsakes--
Someone threw it away?!
--in blue and yellow.
And red.
And white.
And gray.
And orange.
My eventful morning.
My color class.

Oh beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThe poem, and the image.
I want to see!!
Again: The poem, and the image.