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Crayola 64 Therapy
Dennis Trujillo

Go ahead. Immerse yourself
in coloring a scene of a girl
flying a kite in the wind.
A choice might be sepia
for the sweater, the kite magenta.
Forest green will do for the tree
in the background. Open a box
of Crayola 64 and bask in the vast
spectrum of soothing colors 
and childhood fragrance.
Let peace build up in your blood
like after a shot of peach schnapps.
And what of all that rudeness
on the road and at malls? It melts
when we become enthralled
coloring a picture of a sleeping dog
with collar and water bowl.
How about a chestnut dog,
plum collar, and cerulean bowl?
Periwinkle is the color of tension
floating out the window. 

© by Dennis Trujillo.
Used with the author's permission.



Dennis Trujillo was born and raised in Pueblo, Colorado. He had a twenty year career in the US Army followed by a fifteen year career as a middle/high school math teacher. He now resides in Korea and is employed at Shinhan University in the city of Dongducheon. He runs and does yoga each morning for grounding and focus and for the sheer joy of it.


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What a good idea!
Posted 07/13/2015 01:13 PM
You call in Crayola. We(over here) call it Aquarell. Which means - you can go over your finished work with a damp paint-brush and then you have a water-colour! It's magic - and great fun. A lovely poem
Posted 07/13/2015 12:53 AM
Synchronistic timing!! I've just downloaded and printed some sample coloring pages for grownups; now to find the Crayola 64 box!! Thanks!
Posted 07/12/2015 02:42 PM
Lori Levy:
Funny! I like playing with play-doh.
Posted 07/12/2015 11:19 AM
Right brain therapy, a colorful best! Loved it ~
Posted 07/12/2015 11:04 AM
Love this. It definitely makes me want to start coloring as therapy.
Posted 07/12/2015 10:56 AM
paradea: favorite color. I love this poem!!
Posted 07/12/2015 09:30 AM
and a new box of crayons smells so good when you first open it up!
Posted 07/12/2015 08:56 AM
Very nice.
Posted 07/12/2015 08:42 AM
That settles it. I am not giving my crayons up. I don't care how much my grandson cries.
Posted 07/12/2015 08:36 AM
When I bought the Crayola assortment for my grandchildren to use when they visit, the real target was me.
Posted 07/12/2015 08:26 AM
Janet Leahy:
This poem evokes so many memories, and yet reaches so easily into today, off to buy some peach schnapps! Thanks Dennis.
Posted 07/12/2015 08:13 AM
Wilda Morris:
Reading this poem is also therapeutic!
Posted 07/12/2015 07:41 AM

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