
I wish I
Were dripping in yellow paint
In sticky sweet caramel
Drenched in hot gooey honey
Caked in toffee
I wish I
Were drowning in the color green
Swimming in algae infested waters
Next to tree frogs and leaf bugs
Rolling in blades of fresh grass
and chewing mint leaves
I wish I
Could wrap myself in purple sheets
with Italian wine to drink
and fresh figs to savor
I wish I
Could dip my toes in red
To look like candy canes
To be the petals of fresh roses
and
and…
bleed poetry
the color of candle wax and
sunsets.
I wish II wish
my blood
were poetry.
About the Creator
Elizabeth Nabret
I am a lover of the written arts, and think that expression through word is important. I am a teacher, a poet, a lover, an ally, a musician, and story teller, and I will search for and try to write stories that inspire.
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