CRAYOLA BOX - Colors of Who I am! by: Linda Law
by Linda Law
Monday, May 25, 2009
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Originally posted as a short story; but it's more of a mini-bio through a Crayola Box
THE CRAYOLA BOX - Colors of Who I am
by: Linda Law
So many delicious colors from which to select,
apple green, juicy orange dripping down my cheeks, chocolate moon pie reminding me that it would be
tasteless without a swig of RC Cola.
Flapjack brown, coconut cream, yummy! Jesus visits
White as Snow, Rich Red Watermelon in my tummy!
Colors switch from deliciously sensuous, bittersweet,
or just plain blah! I was a fantasy of dreamy shades, periwinkle, cornflower, Alice in Wonderland in a pearl pink
chiffon prom dress with my dance card busy..
Me..Smiling, Happy, Laughing blue.
Color hues often appear as symbols of life events. Mauvelous, a shade of lavender, peaceful and serene. Occasionally, drifting harmoniously into orchid, plum, or cerulean, I day dream in these soft, comforting colors.
I almost chose Wisteria, romantic, soft, regal,
like Amethyst my birth sign;
a dreamer in my robe of many colors,
I could be a rainbow!
Enduring the pitch black in our hearts and lives,
I sum the losses of a newborn baby, petal pink;
my beautiful mother, Crimson at the evil hands of an intruder; daddy taken by the lhideous ravages of black cancer. I hate this evil black monster.
The dark sad brown and black draping fabric on my body, could not mask the widow's pain I wore.
Deeper I traveled into a grey-charcoal dungeon of despair...Deep hideous deathly Black could be me.
The brilliant, beautiful morning sun radiates as it enters my window each morning, humbles me that I still breathe. The perfect, sunny side up egg, the sip of fresh golden orange juice, delicious and sweet.
My grandchildren, sunny laughter tinkling through the telephone line, while my youngest son, their daddy,
calls out, "I love you mother!"
My loving daughter, eyes sparkling green...with a heart
so full, she's many colors within..What a pleasure
The son in the middle, sad and smart, fills my own
beating heart with a smile that radiates love in a
magical blend of grey, white, blue, and rosy pink hope!
The newfound love; eyes glowing like two golden lights, reminding me we were both lost in darkness,
now we find radiance and gorgeous sunsets, and new beginnings...
Yes, you can call me Sunshine! Alive and glowing and eager to make my ray of Yellow, Orange,
and Happy Living Colors burst with hope and life!
There will be times when I color with Navy, or maybe
even purple or black; but if I trust my Savior, the
White of the Dove will always cover....
The Crayola Box fills my days, from light to grey,
It's up to me, and only me...to choose the path
My life will be!
THE CRAYOLA BOX - Colors of Who I am - by: Linda Law
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|Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald
|To this day I love sitting down with my nieces and nephews and coloring with them. I always did love coloring.
|Reviewed by Linda Law
|I was reading some of my older pieces that were posted on AD, and this one reminded me of how much I love crayons.. The colors always make me smile, and each one reminds me of something. Often the color is special in that it reflects a memory of happiness or joy, food, lack, plenty, friends, clothing, pretty, sad, and almost any word in Websters... The crayons fit our lives in many beautiful ways! When I read some of your works, I see you in "color" in my own mind...One day I'll write a poem or story and connect some of you to the colors that I've attached to you in my brain...hehehehe... hugs, lindalaw|
|Reviewed by Shedding Light
|What a beautiful piece Linda!
Harold M. Nash
|Reviewed by John Domino
|Very colorful Linda! Yes we color our own world - I love this poetic story!
John Michael Domino
|Reviewed by Daniel Keith
|Beautiful poem Linda. I never looked at a box of crayons that way, but how true it seems to me. May God bless you every day of your life.
|Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson
|Your colurs brighten many days....M|
|Reviewed by ~ H (Reader)
|It's up to me, and only me...to choose the path
My life will be!
Love those lines, so very true Linda, blessings, Holly
|Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse
I want to color some poetry now!! With the lovely & dancing tones & hues you describe...
Loved the spectrum of your souls expression of colors
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|Your colors are so beautiful, vibrant echoes of life.|
|Reviewed by Amber Moonstone
|Linda, lovely poem. I always think in colors. I feel many colors depending of course on my mood. Mostly I feel the suns colors, yellows ambers, reds, and purple for my passionate side. Many times the earthy colors make up my day and they make me feel closer to Mother Earth!
Thanks for such a wonderful experience.
Peace, love, and light,
|Reviewed by L. Figgins
|This is so beautiful, inspiring, sad and uplifting. All the colors of your life--sour and sweet. I am green. Such an openness in your sharing that shows a basic trust in life and the universe. Sorrow has given you a spiritual depth that I would color 'turquoise'. Glad I read your blog which led me here...
|Reviewed by Donnie Madden (Reader)
Aren't you full of colors like red white and blue,
You are so very very cool with your colors of hues.
Just loved you imagination of words in a poem so true,
But we all know that words coming from the heart of you.
Are like wisdom coming to ministry unto us your heart,told So we could understand the feeling of your wonderful soul.
Thank you Linda for this wonderful poem of colors.
|Reviewed by 000 000
This is wonderful! Emotional colors and such a lovely writing.
You have outdone yourself with this one!
|Reviewed by Cryssa C
|This should be a challenge...What color am I?? Gorgeously colored! I would have termed you orange...just for your love of oranges and your vivaciousness.
I will have to think of a reply now...thanks a lot! :~)
I have to add that I loved the addition of the dove at the end...you know why.
|Reviewed by Kathryn Perry
|What an interesting poem---I loved it! Thanks for sharing
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|A rainbow of beautiful color bursting from your loving heart....
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|I love to color, Linda, and I think you've used every crayon in the dang box to come up with such a wonderful painting of whom you are! Well done! I'm feeling a bit orange-ish (sunset, of COURSE! LOL *favorite color*), myself. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Interesting and intriguing poem, Linda; I'll never look at a box of Crayola crayons the same way again! LOL Very well penned; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Love it, I did a poem that also featured Crayola which is so much a part of all our childhoods that it naturally is a wonderfully subject to write about...your best color in my perspective...is rainbow.
|Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen
|Linda I love this, thank you for posting it
In Christs Love
|Reviewed by Lloyd Lofthouse
|Crayola Box shows a truth we should all be aware of. We are in charge of what colors we allow to rule our days. Do we see the glass half full or half empty. Yes, there will be dark days but eventually the sun always comes out.|
|Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle
|This is such a fantastic and magnificent written piece.Of the poems that I've read from you ever since I first came to the Den,this is my absolute favorite.You are the sun that rises in front of us and sets inside of a heart with your talent and beauty.I enjoy reading it,take care and continue to always shine bright in front of others