My Kitchen And Beyond
Light playfully reflects
off the pale yellow tuxedo stripes,
giving the newly painted walls
a decorative glow.
gracing the window sill,
catch the light, causing a spectrum of colors
to dance on the walls.
A healthy African violet plant
basks in the sun,
its one and only purple blossom
leans toward the light,
like a Cyclops straining its neck
to watch the passersby.
Outside the lace draped window,
purple crocuses and yellow daffodils,
newly sprouted from the earth's womb,
proudly display their splendor
to the world.
Beyond the flowers, perspiring workmen
perform their yearly ritual,
mulching the trees and bushes
like a parent lovingly nourishes its offspring.
Clouds in lovely formations
move slowly across the azure blue sky,
looking like marshmallows
ripe for toasting.
Dead leaves on the grass
are all that remains of fall and winter.
Birds play merrily in the sky
and children clad in shorts
joyfully herald the onset of spring.
*Note: This poem is in response to a challenge by a friend to write a poem using words to paint a picture, describing only what I SEE. No other senses are to be used, just sight.
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