“There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in”—Leonard Cohen

Stardust haze
Colors ricochet
Prisms smash

Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass—Anton Chekhov

Light bouquets
Blaze the right-of-ways
Petals pave

I get the same charge from juxtaposition of colors as I do from juxtaposition of chords—Joni Mitchell

Mirages
By night ignited
Oases

Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness—Allen Ginsberg

Attar sprays
Mother of pearl bays
Lucy skies

Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind—Henry Wadsworth

Lunar keys
Rip rhythm and blues
Glissandos

I try to apply colors like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music—Joan Miro

Colors brush
Fiber optical
Poetry

There are infinite shadings of light and shadows and colors… it’s an extraordinarily subtle language. Figuring out how to speak that language is a lifetime job—Conrad Hall

Colors teach
Elementary
Child’s play

There are only 3 colors, 10 digits, and 7 notes; it’s what we do with them that’s important—Jim Rohn