Scream

When I see

An orange

I wish I

could paint

Rainbows

But all I can

Do is this.

I wish when I 

Talked

All you could

Do is listen

And be marvelled

By the rainbow

Draft Two

When I see
A grape
In the salad
I wish it were wine
But all I can do
Is eat

I wish you
Could see the dinner
Bypass the grape
And marvel
At the banquet


 

Monday

In the middle
Of the branches
Deep within the
Tree
A perfect triangle
Is formed
Trust me
It won't fall
As we climb higher
In the tree
Reaching out from
The main trunk
I stretch
To find branches
Slowly
I catch in my hand

I turn to look back
At you
And you disappear

To the sounds
Of an axe falling