Painting horizons
I create blends dark and light
across evening skies
mellowing reds and yellows
Call me Orange Hue
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
This evening at d’Verse, Mish asked us to write a poem from the perspective of a color. I chose Orange.
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I carved a Jack o lantern in the clouds
The solar candle shone its yellow/orange glow
through smiling teeth of dusk
making all the little ones jump up and down
for now it was time to go house to house
and ring the bell
… sunset was never sweeter!
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Up up they go…
climbing skyward as one
cresting the peak
a perfect arc
chasing the dip
pushing gravitational rush
G-forces build
engines roar
pulling the stick
planes rise
climbing next loop
tracks up
tracks down
coaster sky tracks
fade to blue
windy dissolution
Today at d’Verse, De Jackson asked us to let the sky be the limit and use sky as our prompt. This is Quadrille Monday, so we are to make a poem of exactly 44 words.
Every year on the first weekend of November our local airport sponsors an air show called War Birds Over Monroe. We live nearby so we can see a lot of the sky maneuvers from our deck. These are a few of the loop-t-loops!
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Along the banks of the James River, in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia, we found this giant oak tree, standing seventy or more feet tall. It was obvious that over the years flood waters washed against the roots exposing them to the elements. The roots adapted by covering themselves with bark. But even more importantly, they embedded themselves between the layers of uplifted rock. As a result of these muscular roots, the tree has withstood the ravages of nature and still stands today!
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Posted on open link night at d’Verse Poets Pub
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Photo: Ruth A. Roth
