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Bhaskar
08-25-2007, 04:48 AM
Walking in a playful drizzle of sapphire sunlight,
I laugh a lavender laugh
as I watch the Mazarine butterfly
flit from cyan sunflowers to cerulean roses.
I stop a moment to breathe deep
the azure scent of the crisp cobalt grass
wafting on the sweet emerald breeze.
Looking into the vast golden sky,
I chuckle at how everything turns inside out
when your mind is bathed in blue.

emelia
08-26-2007, 03:07 AM
I really like this poem, it's very vivid and calming.

Firebelle
08-28-2007, 10:31 PM
*GASP* Can this be my very same Bhaskar, the one I used to dreamily converse with all those whiles ago? It's Firebelle - if you are that same Bhaskar, do you remember me? As regards the poem; I like the way you have kept up the theme of colour, and threaded it through the poem from beginning to end. I especially love the idea of a 'lavender laugh'. Beautiful.

Bhaskar
08-29-2007, 06:52 PM
Are you really 21 already? I remember you being a feisty 16-year-old that took my breath away!

Jack Maundrell
08-31-2007, 06:54 AM
nice imagery used, very cool

Firebelle
08-31-2007, 09:22 PM
Yes, I am indeed 21...and you really do say the sweetest things, I never did take your breath away! I was naive then and I'm naive now - some things don't change - just like your lovely, melodious poetry :) It's so brilliant to hear from you! XxX

Bhaskar
09-01-2007, 03:02 AM
I would say innocent. Naievete is weakness, innocence is strength. And your poetry is strong and unique and beautiful. You, dear one, are innocent.

Malapascua
09-04-2007, 07:18 PM
C O L O R F U L

Walking in a playful drizzle of sapphire sunlight,
I laugh a lavender laugh
as I watch the Mazarine butterfly
flit from cyan sunflowers to cerulean roses.
I stop a moment to breathe deep
the azure scent of the crisp cobalt grass
wafting on the sweet emerald breeze.
Looking into the vast golden sky,
I chuckle at how everything turns inside out
when your mind is bathed in blue.

Firebelle
09-04-2007, 10:49 PM
Aww, now I'm blushing...innocence is a tricky thing I think! I've never thought of innocence as being either a weakness or a strength, though both innocence and weakness have a sense of vulnerability about them, but in very different ways. Whether I am really innocent or not, I've perfected the look of innocence, that's true...ha ha! X

saffronfrancisburnet
09-06-2007, 11:14 AM
hi
i agree this is a lovely piece
i love the colours of life...
lovnpeace from saff
keep writing this is a beautiful style.

redyelruc
09-07-2007, 05:06 PM
Nice poem. You managed to keep the colour idea going without being cliched or boring. I really think a 'lavender laugh' sounds just great.

Peace,
A.