Sunday, 21 April 2024

A Poem a Day (652): NaPoWriMo Day 21 - Greenest glade

 
Day 21 
 
Prompt: write a poem that repeats or focuses on a single colour. Some examples for you – Diane Wakoski’s Blue Monday, Walter de la Mare’s Silver, and Dorothea Lasky’s Red Rum
 
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Greenest glade
 
In deep trodden, mossy earthen beds
of nodding, silken tulip heads,
a spill of fresh rain scented green
splatters down my silver screen,
 
water mixing light, the purest gold,
something wondrous to behold.
In this leafy glade that shelters folk,
the Green Man haunts the oldest oak.
 
Raindrops slide in a figure eight,
wide owl eyes, a flight out late,
this symbol of all eternity kept,
still life where no one has yet slept.
 
Rainbow sneaks from glowering nimbus
and I wonder how the day will find us.
Waking green, bright emerald hue,
this crazy shine can only be you.
 
Copyright Vickie Johnstone, April 21, 2024



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