Colorful Birds Poem by Cee Bea

there was something very telling about
this gesture
a myopic landscape where
peanut butter mountains and
free ice cream might really exist

we are such industrious
creatures and at pure heart
our world fills with flowers
and trees ….and colorful birds

within a display of painted magic
Kingdoms,
within bold blue sky's
and pine trees that became
a fence of green and hope

I imagine they giggled often while painting
remarking how a character painted, resembled
a 'certain someone who we wont mention'
or visions of something very near
and very dear, now a placard
in a once dark doorway.

It captured my surprise, and weaved a painting
of it own before my eyes
and for a second...

every thing felt exactly right.