Monday, August 08, 2005

The quality of color

There is a green that
smells like rain clear air,
that puts shoes
on my feet and
takes them off,
it calls to me
from the mountains
in the earliest
days of summer.

13 comments:

gulnaz said...

there is springtime melody in those lines, so lovely, so fresh and tinkling.

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks Gulnaz! You inspired me!

Lorena said...

sounds like a great idea.

very nice poem.

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks Lorena! Your kind words are much appreciated!

jadedprimadonna said...

Nothing like the kind of green that puts your shoes on. =o) Very nice poem!

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks jpd! I was hoping that part with the shoes would make my feelings clear. Hope all has come out well for your wonderful books!

Gama said...

Nicely done!

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks Gama for the kind comment!

Renee Wagemans said...

Beautiful poem
I like that green

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks p&w for the great comments! Glad to welcome you to my blog and hope to see you again!

iamnasra said...

Well to keep the spirit of greet going here is my contribution on green color ..pls check my website iamnasra.blogspot.com

Thank you for your the insight

iamnasra said...

Oops I meant green...

TC

Russell Ragsdale said...

Hi Nasra! Great contribution to the poetry of green! Thanks for your nice words!