the prompt was to choose a color and make a three-line poem out of it:
There’s a traffic jam inside my head
thoughts blaring to be said
but the traffic light’s stuck on red
* can you choose a color and write a three-line poem, perhaps a haiku, on that color? have a go; post your poem in the comments section
John Malone 
You just upped your street cred
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haha ; it’s good to get a tough, lean miniature about frustration, a poem about not writing a poem 🙂
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Raining cats and dogs
Tornado sirens wailing
Now spots of blue shine through
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thank you; love it 🙂 tornadoes are not something we have to contend with here; I love the uplifting ending
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Well…we just had a storm pass over this evening. Inspiration I suppose. 😉
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On a grey day,
clouds pour down a river
of more gloom …
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terrific, Carolyn, spot on ! you must have just written that: it’s like that here
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Looking out of the window, as I often do, it’s grey, grey, grey. But with cheery spots of colour too, I see bright red geranium flowers, and the front lawn is glowing with rain-spotted green.
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beautiful, Carolyn, beautiful: you almost have another colour poem there 🙂
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