Poetry starts, written January 14 2015

What colour is bright?
blue is the sky
snow-white blinds underneath
trees shine dark green

but what colour is bright

I see morning lemon sun
watch burnt orange say goodnight
darkness sprinkles night’s black

but what colour is bright

my poetry notebook

Poetry has always been my first love. It flows out without form, I don’t fit forms very well. But one thing with all poems, they need editing and polishing, too. Here under Poetry starts I’m thinking of sharing the rough starts, another glimpse into my mind…wander if you dare 😉