A brilliant write! I loved reading this so much :] Brought a smile to my face. It's very true...! There is nothing prettier hanging on a kitchen wall than one of these pictures from a child's hand.. they are masterpieces! Thankyou for such a cheerful, "bright" poem!

I'm smiling.. :]
Olwin

Yes they do, they colour the whole world.. and my kitchen cupboards, and my fridge door.. lol.. it makes me smile thinking about it, and your words gave me this smile.. So I am very happy. Thankyou, and well done on a fantastic, light piece of work. xx

Ohh I love crayons... till today I use them along with pencil colors...
very cute poem ... reminds me of my childhood when I used to draw all those silly things :P

"Imaginations palette
from a box of eight
No limits for a child
or what they can create"

^just loved these lines... every child is creative and it should be nurtured

very sweet write :)

The best thing in the world, a big box of crayons with all the colors. It was magic. Well done.

Kay
Loved this poem and I'm so glad you finally posted it :) I have saved everyone of those colored master pieces....I remember when they were colored, which child gave them to me....and each one holds a special place in my heart :)
Great job!
Love Cindy

So very true.

Very beautifully written poem.
Love watching my son using crayons and using his imagination though he always end up making the same thing but everytime it looks new to me.
Loved your poem indeed.

all the best and take care

Kaye,

Actually read this a few days ago but didn't have a chance to comment. Now there is little left to say. Just a wonderful bit of color in my otherwise dreary day. Loved it.

Always,
Jeannie

You can take the simplest of subject and turn it into a beautiful verse that captures the heart of your readers.
Well done.An enjoyable read.
Keep up the great work my friend.
Paul...

This brought back a joke my dad use to say . He had no idea what the color Magenta was cause he was poor and had the smallest box of crayons. LOL
Loved the poem You colored my day with a smile.
Enjoyable(*_*)

Your poem brought me back to my elementary school days when thay gave us crayons and we did drawings. Childrens' drawings have that innocent, care-free quality to them. A colorful poem!

Blue and violet skies
for a boat thats setting sail

~I like the composition! 5/5.

For some it goes on and on the magic in other forms may be that the crayon first brough.

I always loved my crayons when I was a child. I got a big box of them now, but alas, haven't used them. Your poem inspires me to do so :-)

I miss my crayons, and my childrens crayons. I picked up painting a while back. Water colors, and simple acryllics. One of my sons wants to paint now. I think he's discovoered MY crayons. You have the gift. Thanks for the memories.

This brought back happy childhood memories of being 'lost' in my own daydreams of color and imagination. It's a shame we lose some of that sense of wonder as we grow older. Sublime poem.

Kay,*

I wish I had read this poem sooner, you know I'm starting to notice a lot of your poems reference childhood and family, the home and growing up, innocence and these ideas works really well with your personality. You are a family person, these concepts, ideas and images are symbolic to you and your heart.

Of course being a child who grew up wanting to study the Creative arts I have an understanding of how important crayons are. They were my very first tool as an artist and even these days I still use them, I don't even have to use the fancy oil pastels, I'll pick up a crayon and work with it.

You know I'm not a fan of rhyme but you do it so well, it's subtle and adds to that child like nature. To me this is something that could be read to children as a little bed time story, it's so sweet and cheery. The imagery were all particular things any child would have drawn and even now as we get older we still draw similar things even if we aren't emerging artists drawing landscapes we still find ourselves doodling. You summed that idea up perfectly here:

"Simple scribbles transform
into exotic bumblebees"

I agree, I too wish every child could be given such a magical gift. Art is everywhere and so it should be.

-Mel