My Primrose Life Machine

By Lula Springs

These poems sketch the rainbow colors of life as I see them. To some people, life is a cycle of events that are depicted by an array of emotions. To me, life is like a rainbow. This rainbow is composed of several colors very similar to any rainbow. Yet this rainbow is representative of human life, which is ever influenced by the meaningful events that color our days.

Ive divided my book into four basic colors that reflect upon emotional reactions to everyday events. These colors are:
yellow, which represents the bold and dynamic events that might reflect happiness.
blue, which represents the mysterious and dreamy periods in our lives.
gray, which represents the lonely, depressing feelings possessed by each of us at one time or another in our daily existence.
red, which represents deep passion and love, emotions that are necessary for all living beings in order to thrive and grow from day to day.

You are about to experience some of my personal perceptions of these periods in our lives and the emotions and feelings connected with them. The philosopher who coined the ironic phrase There is no substitute for experience has certainly shared many of these emotions and feelings. Perhaps you will relate to some of these all-too-familiar feelings and emotions while reading these poems.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 31, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524534172

Lula Springs

As a girl, Lula Springs was fascinated by poetry. She was inspired by Phillis Wheatley, Langston Hughes, Paul Laurence Dunbar, Gwendolyn Brooks and the writers, musicians, and artists of the Harlem Renaissance in the 1920's. Lula published her first poem as a child. She completed her education at St. Mary's University and became a high school English teacher.

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My

Primrose

Machine

Life

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Lula Springs

Copyright © 2016 by Lula Springs. 744151

ISBN:   Softcover   978-1-5245-3418-9

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Rev. date: 08/29/2016

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Contents

Chapter 1   YELLOW

Prayer of the Common Man

The Poor People’s Chant

The Bow Maker

The Pattern of Life

In My Father’s Control

Why Not?

Why Not?

Robin

Not Wasted Tears

It’s Funny

A Girl’s Best Friend

Mrs. Jones

Hoppy Horse

Communication

Chapter 2   BLUE

Just Thinking

In a Soul’s Search

My Soul’s Prayer

Cycles

Why Do I Let Your Stares Worry Me?

I Saw You as Perfection

Maybe

Times of Yesterday

A Beautiful Day

I Suppose

Invasions

Invasions

Invasions

My Illusive Dream

Deep Thoughts

This Is What I Think

Dream

Chapter 3   Gray

Loneliness

Why?

Rosa Leigh’s Prayer

Metamorphosis

Pink Depression Era Dishes

I Am the One

Susan’s Prayer

Forever Broken

Phenomenon

Floating

Humble Irony

Questioned

No More Than an Hour

Chapter 4   Red

Where Does Love Hide?

True Love Where Have You Gone?

For Love

Often Times

Pretend I

Pretend II

Pretend III

A Few Special Moments

Dear Love, Sweet Love

To Say Goodbye

For You

Beyond Imagination

The Pipes on His Baby

Eternal Love

Reflections

Chapter 5   Epilogue

YELLOW

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Prayer of the Common Man

As the latent sun slowly sets,

I think of all I might have done:

And Yet,

I’m glad to see the sun go down

And climax this endless day

With such a golden crown.

I could have made the grade today;

Instead, I helped one who’d gone astray.

I could have made my life richer by millions;

Instead, I gave away warm smiles to billions

Of people who passed my way

Throughout the many hours of the day.

I see in each bright shining star

The will of those who will go as far

As the Love, Hope and Might

In a crippled child who’s won the fight

Against the presence of such profound

Evil –with results that amazingly astound.

Yes, and let it be said,

That this common man, living not dead,

Would rather fill each minute of my day

Full of Joy and Happiness in every way