Red, is a man with a girl holding a white bag;
Blue, rolls by a woman in jeans on wheels;
Green, spreads the grass across the vast park;
Yellow, blooms the swaying daffodils;
Spring calls.
Pink, lies the bag on the back of a girl;
White, runs the sleeved shirt strong man;
Orange, is the function of a jacket on a tall lady;
Purple, bounces the ball from a hand;
Spring calls again.
Colours of spring heightens the day.
Lifts the mood and smiles are found once more.
—————————————————–
Submitted for Poetry Picnic Week 22
Die Reise meines Lebens 
This is beautiful- you have a talent for painting vivid scenes with only a few, well-chosen words! It felt like eyes darting around a park, almost like the flitting images a child sees as it bounds up and down on a swing. Really enjoyed this and will think of it tomorrow as I see the daffodils outside.
Thanks Kate, am glad you enjoyed it
Maybe you can share your bit of inspiration when you see it:D
lovely work…
love Hyde Park…
invite you to share 1 to 3 poems to Jingle Poetry potluck now.
first time participants can use old poems or poems unrelated to the theme.
free style commenting,
hope to see you share.
xxx
Pingback: Setting Autumn « Die Reise meines Lebens
lovely!
Pingback: Winter Wonderland « Die Reise meines Lebens
I love it! You painted a vivid picture with your colorful words!
Thanks Charles! Glad the love is shared around 🙂
this one makes me smile,
I used to live in Hyde Park of Chicago, amazing acrostics.