Linking to Linda’s fearless paint chip poetry prompt…I used all the colors 🙂 Also, check out dVerse poetics where Bjorn invites us to write on this time of the plague.
perhaps, looking back, we
may possibly be tickled pink
to experience the good fortune
of living through the apocalypse—
not of destruction, but revelation,
which sharpens iron, unveiling
nuts and bolts of wiser choices
like bright sunburst in your eyes;
the sweet ’n sour of life’s losses
purges the palate (and palette)
even as it washes away our
fragile sand castle dreams.
paint chip samples
a poem in my pocket 
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