Synesthesia
Blue is a magic number
I know, Schoolhouse Rock fans
It should be three
And it is
But sometimes associations need
To take a second seat
In favor of new leanings
Today is Saturday
It’s orange
C L Couch
Prismatic
It’s math, you know
Yellow on blue and green
Make joy
Black and white equals
Good
All the colors are from God,
And they are gifts
That harmonize
The promise of a rainbow
The sign of Noah
A pledge not to
Destroy but leave things
To build
C L Couch
Peace, Prevail
(for the USA and all)
Red leaves on trees
Against the season’s
Bright blue sky,
Branches lightened in
Late-afternoon, autumn
Sun
Vision of nature
Hope for a nation
C L Couch
Psalm 38
a morning song
A normal day, at last
Blue sky and green leaves
The air is cool
Ablutions and then coffee
I sit here
Bird-song is low
Maybe birds are taking
Time to let this day
Herald itself
I sit here
With a cool current on
My back and liquid warmth
Close by: you give me
This peace, dear Lord
And my heart
Only begins, with what
Capacity it has,
To thank you
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