WYSIWYG

What You See Is What You Get. This is a journal blog, an explore-blog, a bit of this and that blog. Sharing where the mood takes me. Perhaps it will take you too.

Menolyrical; Words for Words' sake.

© Yamini Ali MacLean 2014

Elemental

Whilst Rose read
Sky began a 'blue'
the argument was 
about Rainbow's hue

For crying out loud
bawled Cloud from above
you sort it out now
and end it in Love!

 ©Yamini Ali MacLean          






(For those wondering, 'blue' is the Aussie slang for argument....and this is a re-post from Take Too which fills a gap in a desperately cramped week for YAM.. on the shift between towns again!)


9 comments:

  1. Lovely little poem. I hope the travelling between towns does not signal anything bad?
    Cheers, Gail.

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    1. Hari OM
      Headed back to Dunoon... all good... Yxx

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  2. Is there a pot of gold in there somewhere?
    Loves and licky kisses
    Princess Leah xxx

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  3. Another thought well captured.
    I see that with a red car you go twice as far a previously in half the time, or less.

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  4. Yes where is that pot of gold??
    hugs
    Mr Bailey, Hazel & Mabel

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  5. Crikey ..... I'm with Frankie and Ernie ...... it's always best to end in LOVE, aye???

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  6. Wonderful photo and poem. I love the colors in the rainbow.

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