cold colors sure can
paint melancholy landscapes . . .
yet the sun rises!
tan sand and zephyr
calm turquoise gulf waves rolling . . .
purple sand dollar!
before bold orange
fragile shades of violet . . .
a kiss from my love!
black, white dolomite
confident mountains with pines . . .
a milky blue lake!
red, white, and pink waves
and green ribbons wafting by . . .
look down, polar lights!
wrapped in a pale blue
red, yellow, green, purples too . . .
rapt in love with you
pale blue dot with clouds
encouraged by yellow stars . . .
look, green northern lights!
W hat is the matter?
O h, regarding what?
R egarding what you read.
D rab! Drab! Drab!
S uch misery, my Lord.
bright blue-green days yield
sunsets to respect night’s charm . . .
a gray wolf’s coming!
bright blue bolts threatened
silver birch, golden maples . . .
cardinals in pines!
Matthew R. Oberdorfer 