The Heavens Sing

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Orange is the most glorious of colors.
She greets you in the morning with a
orange and yellow sunrise,
and puts you to bed at night with a
blue and orange sunset.
There is nothing as sublime
as orange and yellow clouds
floating on the waters,
below and above you
the heavens sing with
bright orange songs.

photo by Lisa Paul

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Laura’s challenge

By now you’ve guessed that today’s MTB prompt is poetry with a colour motif:

  • take one or more literal colours (not a fancy colour name)
  • repeat the colour word(s) throughout the poem (e.g. refrain; anaphora, epistrophe)
  • use colour synonyms
  • employ colour with its specific meaning to the poem’s theme
  • let your colour motif(s) also become symbolic
MTB: The Colour Motif and Amy Lowell’s Imagism
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