My Favourite Colour: The Poe-A-Tree-Hop.

I watched a chameleon walk across the road

In a dark grey coat.

Hanging it on a twig, he climbed

Into the leaves in his green and yellow jumpsuit.

Flap-necked chameleon, Namibia.

I watched sunrise send orange and gold
Through the tall grass seed tassels.
Blinded, I step carefully
Not wanting to crush precious yellow, turquoise, and pink blooms
Each one a tiny jewel.

But as I looked

An Afghani prayer rug, in the finest silken colours
Unrolled to the horizon
Inviting me to kneel.

Wild flowers, Damaraland, Namibia.

Why have a favourite colour?

When Nature's diversity

Colour, in all its tint and hue

God wants us all to see.

Welcome to the Poe-a-tree hop. What is a Poe-A-Tree-hop? Well it is a group of writers of blogs who write poetry and stories. So if you hop on over to them you will start to see a rainbow of poetry colors, and you know what they say about rainbows, “there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.” Roy from http://royd-spiltmilk.blogspot.com/ has organised this Poe-A-Tree Hop so I'm in for the fun and to see what other bloggers are writing.




Check out all the participants listed at the bottom of this post.

Lynette http://theysayimnuts.blogspot.com/

Debbie http://scattermusings.blogspot.com/
Paige Gould http://musingsintugleywood.blogspot.com/
Sulekkha http://sulekkha.blogspot.com/
Ramazah Razvi http://swayingthougths.blogspot.com/
Alpana Jaiswal http://motifsonthewall.blogspot.com/
Roy Durham http://royd-spiltmilk.blogspot.com/
Melissa Tandoc http://grazieadio.blogspot.com/
Jim McIntosh http://holesinmysoles.blogspot.com/

My Favourite Colour: The Poe-A-Tree-Hop.

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