Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
Like a soft chair I sink into this one.xoerin
Made with the finest materials, designed for generations of use...
Blue...maybe it`s a way to adapt to the weather.Hugs, dear William.
It could be, Crissant. It’s very gray outside here today. But I like gray too....
With your new spectaclesyou sense my moodchoose Ceruleanwhen gray might duebut blue has an edgealong which hopemight roll for awhile.
Bleu comme l'eau, flou comme le remou bleu de l'eau...
Annie and Martine:Hope rollsand water flowsblue, like the colorof hope
I suppose. Then again, I drew this yesterday, so maybe it should be Blue Sunday.
Which leads to the question, what color is your Monday?
Tomato, it seems.
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