Monday, July 03, 2006

Orange

A juicy splash of vibrant life
some pumpkin pulp upon the knife
a friendly fire’s licking tongue
the eye of dusk when it’s still young
majestic sweeps of monarch wings
an oriole that brightly sings
or Tygers twixt their midnight bands
that stalk the distant Martian sands.

5 comments:

Shirley said...

tada! Orange! Is you color gradation to set priority or just for interest? Either way, it works. Shirley

ozymandiaz said...

Don't forget my high school colors...orange and black. Yuck.

Crunchy Weta said...

What a delightful vibrant poem to awaken to ! Thanks
Glenn

Travis Jay Morgan said...

This was sooo Orange and Juicey! MMMM! Though I was still left questioning what the message was. Perhaps its was just a visual display of great Orangeness! Whatever its intention, I could taste Orange. :)

rch said...

Hi Shirley, it was just for the look. Thanks!

Hey Oz, sorry to bring back bad memories :(

Yo Glenn, you're welcome, sorry no vitamin C value ;-)

Hello Travis, thanks that's all I was trying to do, though I did give a little nod to Blake at the end for one of my favorite poems. 8^D Take care!