Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Lemon Yellow, Powder Blue, Pale Green & White

A
Warm
Happy
In these
Hard
Times
Is
Rare

Soothe
The
Sad
Year
Away
There is
Joy
Too.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Jenny Juristo said...

This Poem Will Make Todd Colby Feel Better
If I had to put my finger on it
If I had to give it a name
I'd have to say that my childhood was varying degrees of alone
An alone that I coveted and searched for while being entirely gregarious
A crowd pleaser from the git-go in search of small cracks to hide in, eyes tightly clamped while feeling my way into a closet.
But there was also beauty
Peircing beauty that spoke to only me, or so my kid ego believed
A beauty that had flavors
A beauty that could crush my chest
A beauty that revealed to me that it wasn't quite time to die
Adult caretakers could look at me with distaste, but this beauty was telling me it wasn't quite time.

11:06 PM  
Blogger Todd Colby said...

Okay. Damn. You win the best comment ever award Ms. Jenny. I am a baby bird in the eggshell blue sky that just cracked open. Doused with yoke. The smile from ear to ear and moved deeply in the heart muscle close to the chest bone.

5:13 AM  
Blogger Todd Colby said...

and I do mean yoke not yolk. Yokels call them campers.

5:14 AM  
Anonymous Jenny said...

I would not dare think that I would ever be the recipient of the best comment ever award on such a great blog, really, but I'll take it damnit, I'll take it and laminate the fucker.

5:43 PM  

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