A Colourful Life |
Natasha Head Colours fill my mind, Memories and experiences My history in design. Colours fill my life, As a mother, wife and lover, Psychedelia runs rife Colours are my being, Inhabiting me within, Kicking insecurities fleeing. Colours make our world Cultures and nature an artists pallet, Mixed together in a harmonious swirl. The world is our art Vandalised only by the human race A montage of peace, Should be our start ! Submitted to In Tandem with A picture courtesy of Natasha Head |
Life in degrees is a personal poetry and occasional short story blog .
Life is seen in many different ways or degrees and with the help of poetry, stories, music and art we may view it from many perspectives.
All contributions and comments will be welcomed Kez
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Wednesday, 31 August 2011
A Colourful Life
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Beautiful poetry. I wish I had half your talent. xx
ReplyDeleteThank you for helping to pedal this colourful Tandem.♥
ReplyDeleteP.S. I am hoping to climb abord it too, once I can get my husband Caddoc to give me a bunk up into the saddle. He seems to have been pedalling it every week without telling me...
ReplyDeleteAn interesting exploration of colour, Kez.
ReplyDeleteThe world is our art, indeed! Once when my son was young, he said something like, "Mom people say when you close your eyes you see nothing but I see colors."
ReplyDeletebeautiful colours of your life and our world...
ReplyDeleteall making it an interesting journey ~
Lovely reflection... I really like the ending!
ReplyDeleteA monochrome world would be interesting but rather sombre.
ReplyDeleteKerry! What wonderful word weaving...lady, you just keep getting better and better! I went on a computer free mini vacay and came back to discover this! You can imagine my gratitude...we make a great team ;)
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