Poem for Morgan
My friend Morgan D.S. Murphey is in charge of space requests at my school, and I enjoy filling out false space requests for her amusement. On the most recent one, I claimed that my show was called "On A Lemon Yellow Morning I Awoke to Chocolate Words."
She liked this line very much. So I wrote a poem using that as the first line, so that she could see where it went in my mind. It went something like this:
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On a lemon yellow morning I awoke to chocolate words.
Or expected to, but found false dreams had clouded all my thoughts.
The morning wasn't yellow and my words were all for naught.
Blue electric storms above me sliced the sky in thirds.
With a purple-tonguéd whisper, I tried pleading with the sky.
But the day was green and gray by then, and mocked me, by and by.
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This has been Random Bits of Poetry with Dave McGee.
She liked this line very much. So I wrote a poem using that as the first line, so that she could see where it went in my mind. It went something like this:
*****
On a lemon yellow morning I awoke to chocolate words.
Or expected to, but found false dreams had clouded all my thoughts.
The morning wasn't yellow and my words were all for naught.
Blue electric storms above me sliced the sky in thirds.
With a purple-tonguéd whisper, I tried pleading with the sky.
But the day was green and gray by then, and mocked me, by and by.
*****
This has been Random Bits of Poetry with Dave McGee.