Although I have a business webinar to run later on today, my thoughts are very much focused on a selection of poems I will be submitting for a competition. So here are some poems which will not make the grade, but which suit the season.
Burnt-ochre leaves run
alongside my car. Warm hug
after sleepless nights.
Ghost-white snails clinging
at the end of hot summer:
let go of grass blade
Distant bark of dogs
embrace sun darting through leaves
then pop of shooting!
Olives hanging shy
colourless maidens bustling
in their silver gowns.
Leaves in frost casing.
Darting in the undergrowth –
After every blue I sag a little.
Green brings roundness, yellow sucks out life.
I slash your dreams with daggers of redness.
Fabricate black stories where dullards bleach to greyness.
Indigo are my moods – you do well to swerve past my shadow
cast on pavements, my scorch marks on the grass.
I torch ambitions with rainbows,
burn molecules with longing.
The yearning so strong inside us
for colours never glimpsed.
Lovely, generous poet and artistic spirit Claudia from dVerse Poets Pub
is urging us to find colour in the uniform greyness that beckons now November is here. Do go visit and see how other poets can brighten up rainy, foggy late autumn days.