Flame Of Orange

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – Autumn PAD – Day 6 – ORANGE
“As the foliage changes and we’re awash with the vibrancy of autumn, we’ll take one of the prominent colors, orange, as our inspiration. Write something orange. Remember, nothing rhymes with orange. Except for door hinge. Close but no cigar.”

Ooh la la! Orange
has come out to play–
not in a clockwork,
not as a fruit,
not as a prison suit.
This orange flames
leaves, arranges
sunsets with a wide
fiery brush. Some
upscale pumpkins are orange
-worthy, others, not out
-standing in their field.
Who, if not orange, is better
prepared for Autumn’s harvest.
Ooh la la!

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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  1. MYRNA ZACH says:

    ce manifque (sic)

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