I drink
fiery orange
the setting sun dancing
in the blue sky crackling like a
bonfire
I smell
the sun’s dying day breathing in
the water’s green prisms
scattered across
the lake

picture by Lisa Paul

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#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 20, Synesthesia, 7/8/25