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
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River flows swift, flashing cerulean hues
Carving channels deep. Listen for the muse.
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Breeze gently whispers her name as the grass
Crowns nod. The capricious leap of the muse.
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Graciously Sun shares his benevolent light
where sleepy shadows creep. Unveil the muse.
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Earth embraces life – her arms grown from granite
A safe protective keep. Nourish the muse.
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Euterpe steals into my somnolent mind
seeking inspiration as I sleep. Ah – the Muse.
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Cheryle Baker
