Woke up this morning feeling colors pull
So taking crayons in hand
I meticulously went from one room to another
Creating my own inner land
Each room became my landscape
As my crayons they set me free
Splashing colors into each other
Such beauty set before me
I no longer have the need to visit
The cold cruel world outside
I'm in the process of creating everything
And my crayons bring it to life
The colors that I choose to use
Bring to my walls that life
From the brightest brilliance of the day
To the softest hues of night
The magic like a whirlwind
Spins round in my head
As crayon colors blend into each other
Greens meshing with pinks, blues folding into reds
Creating purple mountains majesty
Along with my own fruited plains*
Where I can enjoy my solitude
This silent kingdom in which I reign
I'm impervious to the chaos
The "normal world" throws my way
These crayons I hold create miracles
*A land of wonder in every room brought to life this day
Thank you Mercie B!
It was a true joy working with you on this!
If ya'll haven't ever collaborated with a fellow poet, give it a try!
It's a fun challenge anyone can do!