So I was looking through some old files on my computer trying to clear it out a bit because it’s really slow and I came across a poem I wrote for my English class last year. We had to pick a color and write a list of about 25 things that involved that color; then we had to put those things into a poem. I thought this would be a relevant post because it is about dreams:

Dreaming in Yellow

 

The yellow morning blinds her as she tried to awake

From her long restless night

Of vivid dreams –

Her memories.

 

100 degrees on a hot summer day,

The pale and tart lemonade –

Tempting.

 

Electric lightening strikes the lone tree branches

That reside in an immeasurable meadow

Ruined by a single golden dandelion

a pure yellow raincoat,

 a pair of galoshes

Shine.

 

Rows of corn – the hopes and dreams of a farmer

Surrounded by hens and their chicks

That hatched from eggs –

Could have been yolks

For breakfast…

 

A childhood companion, Sammy

The most loyal golden retriever

Watch out for yellow snow.

Playing in a garden of sunflowers

He loves me, he loves me not

Amiable, fuzzy, yellow

Bumblebees.

 

The glimmering golden glow of two thin candles

Sitting upon a restaurant table in the night

A couple sits, clasping hands – smiling

Their love reflecting on ring fingers –

Golden bands.

 

Unaccompanied on a theater stage

A dazzling yellow spotlight

Pierces the eyes

Blinded.

 

The night before she had fallen asleep,

White-yellow stars bring hope

As a Ticonderoga scratches

On clean white paper

A full moon.

 

She pulls her yellow tainted fleece blanket

Back over her slender face and golden curls

So that she will be able to go back

To those memories

Not her own.

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