Posts Tagged ‘color’


Monarch catafalque

       hiding colorful surprise

              garden’s winged beauty

11/14/04 Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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It’s a time of vernal promise

A time we all will share

Nature’s presenting her Spring Show

To be seen just everywhere


As trees awaken from slumber

From a winter much too cold

The last tenacious leaves of fall

Release their desperate hold


In the wake of April’s cool tears

Comes May with her golden smile

The air is filled with fragrance

As trees blossom forth in style


There’s new emerald carpeting

Replacing what winter browned

Crocus, iris, and daffodils

Poke heads from pungent ground


Vast panoramas of color

Are the hills, valleys and plains

The rivers and lakes overflow

Swollen by heavy spring rains


Tulips reach for the sun’s warm kiss

Stretching their long green necks

Busily building nurseries

Are wee feathered architects


Spring holds promise for each of us

With summer so close at hand

The sun, warm rain, and gentle breeze

Now awaken the land


1/29/88       Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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Mom, there’s something that is troubling me

Something that surely should not be

A new boy came to school today

And only I, joined him to play


Kids call him names, to pick a fight

Because he’s black instead of white

I don’t understand the way they think

Don’t we all have a common link


People are black and white and red

And even yellow, it’s been said

What’s important, is heart and soul

And everybody fills that role


We’re all just bodies wrapped in skin

The color God chose, carries no sin

Judge man for what he is inside

For prejudice is just false pride


The color of skin, eyes, and hair

Are just facets of the shell we wear

And underneath, hue has no name

For God made all of us, just the same


Tell the others how things should be

Tell them about equality

Tell them that black is beautiful, too

And it’s wrong to judge because of hue


I hope he feels the way I do

That my color’s unimportant, too

For I love his personality

And I hope that’s how he judges me


I’ll stand tall beside my friend

Hoping prejudice sees an end

But if it doesn’t, I’ll still be proud

To call him friend in any crowd


12/15/96        Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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Falls color



Fall leaves, ablaze with color,

release their sad desperate hold

and pirouette to the ground.

Now joining their brothers

on a wind-swept lawn, they cavort

in a brisk dance of death; breezes

singing their funeral dirge.


8/28/90    Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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“I wish you’d read to me awhile.”

My daughters often said,

So I’d tuck away the mending

And read to them, instead.


“Mom, can you play a game with me?”

My growing son would ask,

So I’d put aside the sweeping

For that far more urgent task.


We often sat with drawing books,

Coloring in designs,

While laundered clothes awaited

Their turn upon the lines.


There were times the sink held dishes,

‘Though I didn’t like such piles,

So I could romp and play outside . . .

Rewarded by their smiles.


At times we’d lie upon the grass

As cloud ships sailed on by,

While the beds awaited making,

And dust was left to lie.


Nothing’s changed by dirt or dust,

Or bed that lies unmade,

But the hours given to a child,

Build memories that won’t fade.


The most important times in life

Are the hours wisely spent,

When shared with a little child,

For they are heaven-sent.



5/22/97    Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck


4’th. … Indiana NPD – 2001

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