Speak in Color.
Organized clutter speaks.
Patterns repeat.
Color my Sunrise.
Paint my sky with sunrises.
Thoughts flowing, Cat's eyes.
Distorted realities focus on the wall.
You can hide but I see you in the Swirls.
Brilliant are the ideas like the palette of color.
Was there a lady with delicate curls?
Murals on the walls, Flowers for my loved ones.
Now your whispers are in the wind.
The walls are talking. Can you hear them?
Awoken from a deep sleep.
In the sky paint my sunsets.
Quietly we wept.
Richard Orszulak March 14th 2016
This is written for EL Pun 18
Life is Hard but easy to quit.