Green and Orange and Blue
Every little while
the dot is seen
to turn to green—
and I, I turn too,
to a brighter hue,
and type out a smile.
But then, but then,
it fades, that glow,
and as we all know,
nothing rhymes with
orange.
cross-posted
Labels: poetry
4 Comments:
I like it. Its simple and could be metaphorical.
Nice poem... And it is unfortunate how nothing rhymes with "Orange". Orange is even worse than red sometimes ;)
Hehe I love this :)
ideasmith, fleiger, n,
Thank ye kindly.
IS
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Fleiger
It's a bitch, innit?
n,
Glad.
:)
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