This poem is a color happy Artist
This poem is a rainbow born from a seed
This poem is a forest of fairy tale trees
This poem is an abstract art
A canvas with crazy hues
Each color vying with the other
To dazzle and hypnotize you
The invisible brush in Her hand
Paints with strokes and splatters
To make you marvel at Her mastery
This poem is a color happy Artist
This poem is Eucalyptus deglupta
Birthed from cracking a seed
It races towards the sky in no time
It yearns to touch its love hidden there
While its bark peels like paint
It morphs into a solid rainbow itself
With strong roots well grounded
This poem is a rainbow born from a seed
This poem is a spectacular forest
An almost impossible treescape
Of living and scintillating rainbows
One might mistake it for Eden
Though there’s no fruit for Adam or Eve
But the dreams of others grow unhindered
And reality stands on the threshold of dream
This poem is a forest of fairy tale trees
This poem is a tale of Nature as an abstract
artist
This poem is a ground born rainbow dreaming
high
This poem is a dream of a forest of fairy
tale trees
Posted for Sanaa’s Prompt Nights – When besotted with Green [8]
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