Colored mists swirl amongst the trees Dancing, weaving, whatever they please. Colors are separate, yet they are one Gods and goddesses having their fun.
Courage shows face all donned in red While devoted blue keeps watch overhead. Bountiful green helps man stay fed. While imaginative yellow cares for his head.
Purple's main mission is man's starving soul, While man's ambition is bright orange's goal. Peaceful white hides most of the day It only appears when the others give way.
The colors all fuse in one large glow An orb of black so all will know I t matters not what deity you choose Live just and fair, you'll never lose.
Right on Joni, this is gorgeous. Poem & artwork. BTW, I was born in Ft. Worth too :) and used to live in Denton. I live in Mesquite now. Happy New Year! Janet
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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Eternal Mother. Each color is a universal in its own under the light
of love. When Eternal Mother embraces them they can't see each other,
for the fountain of light needs them to see its energy infusion to
recreate a new day, (Season) throughout the cycle of life.
This poem "Colors" is revelation of a great mystery I was trying to
understand... It fed my hungry soul and fertilized the trees of the
prairie of my INNER mind.
I bow to Your brilliant mind, Poet Maker-co-CREATOR, Loni Latham.
Visiting Your Den made me feel in the presence of Erato, Minerva and Phoebus.
My gratitude, respect and admiration.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Blue eyed fish...
Sandie Angel :o)