The most recent assignment is to open up the “Customizer” and play with the design tools. Well here goes. I will once again post a old poem, a Ghazal from Feb 11/2006, edited March 10/06 and see what happens. Please keep in mind this is an experiment. I wouldn’t normally change the colour of each stanza. It appears that Big Brother has limited customizer capabilities.
OK! I tried it, it looked hideous so I removed the colours. So far I haven’t come across anything that I really want enough to change the theme. I am happy with the way it looks now and I will leave it this way. No more fiddling around with the design. OK…. I bow to the popular comments regarding the colours. Here they are.
Fives Faces of the Muse
River flows swift, flashing cerulean hues
Carving channels deep. Listen for the muse.
Breeze gently whispers her name as the grass
Crowns nod. The capricious leap of the muse.
Graciously Sun shares his benevolent light
where sleepy shadows creep. Unveil the muse.
Earth embraces life – her arms grown from granite
A safe protective keep. Nourish the muse.
Euterpe steals into my somnolent mind
seeking inspiration as I sleep. Ah – the Muse.