Technicolor Dreams
Technicolor Dreams
night falls, quiet and still,
but for a whisper as dream curtains
rise, inviting me into
technicolor visions..and I embrace
them, my painted dreamscape,
these brilliant offerings of golden
sunrises drifting so effortlessly
into pristine blue and the green
splash of renewal that quenches
my soul with freshness. . I cling
overlong to the beauty of sunset's
glow, purple and crimson blended
perfection, and I gasp as midnight's
rain claims the sky, scattering its
crystal treasures upon velvet
blankets... sighing in contentment
I pause to admire each brushstroke,
each brilliant memory laid upon
my slumbering heart before night
slips into day, before I wake
to colorless reality, and I wonder
again if this is imagination's game
or perhaps a gift that I might catch
my breath as others do... but my
time now is fleeting, dawn breaks
and the curtain falls so I must
bid farewell until I might visit again
and embrace this gift, this painted
offering, this brilliant memory...
of technicolor dreams
submitted into the Word Painting Challenge
host: Pete (alwaysmywords)
By Myrna D.
© 2012 Myrna D.
(All rights reserved)
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