Bending Colors Poem by Elizabeth Gonzalez

Bending Colors



Run around in circles
When can I stop?
Seeing all these purples
blues and reds and blots
Painting all the colors
All the colors of the wind
Avoiding the dullers
And the colors that have sinned
Spinning, never ending
possibly, what can I do?
Stopping all the bending
All I can see is you

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Ted Sheridan 13 April 2009

I think you are very capable of writing whatever poem you wish.

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