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Coloured Pencils
A box of coloured pencils
(or, pencil crayons au Canada)
Lies unopened in my tired mind;
24 pointed tools of potential
Courtesy of
Crayola Canada, Lindsay, Ontario.
New dreams of
Golden yellow dawnings & mahogany red sunsets,
Fresh jade greens and emeralds blooming
Under white clouds leisurely floating
Through aqua blue skies.
Each moment in time becoming more
As the origin is reduced to
Unsharpened stub ends and broken tips
Lying at the bottom of what remains
Of the worn cardboard box.
At the end,
Only the oranges and browns remain.
F 150
Rusting truck beds carry
The memories of adventures
Of beat up backpacks and
Dusty, rutted roads
Tie downs and ratchet strap
Reminiscings
Each scrape, bruise, bubble
and dent
A story written in metal
That someday will disappear
Into the soil of time
To fertilize the imagination
Of those that long for
The things that
Rusting truck beds carry
Deryck N. Robertson lives and creates in Peterborough, Ontario. His work has appeared recently with Melbourne Culture Corner, Northern Otter Press, TunaFish Journal, Burnt Breakfast Mag, and The Minison Project. He can usually be found in Algonquin Park with his family of paddlers or thinking about practicing his trombone. His latest self-published zine will be printed as soon as he finds enough empties in order to pay for it.
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