The colors changed across the wood with hues that ranged from great to good for what would be their last party until Spring’s trill
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
Tag: Color
All That Glitters
You should be pissed ‘cause in the bog the frog you kissed was just a frog Its royal hue seemed right to you Instead you’re dead
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
Yes, I know, poisonous frogs are found in Central and South American forests, not in bogs.
Time for a Change
Black is passé
and orange, too,
one has to say
Death wanted blue
Nothing pastel
that won’t play well
Midnight seems right
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2019
