when days are stretched taut as strings-
when nights are purpled in turmoil-
remember that you wield
color of your sky-dome
blue as silent lake
calm as palm of deep forest
or
grey-metal, sawdust of despair
in storm-drivelled clouds
or
pumpkin-pixelled
coaxing sunflower spells
Sunflower by Grace
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by De Jackson. This is a 44 word post with the chosen word, SKY. Thanks for the visit and comments.
This is gorgeously deep and evocative, Grace!💝 I resonate strongly with the idea of wielding one's energy and "color of sky-dome." How we choose to react to life, people and circumstances matter!
ReplyDeleteI love this... at night you need to have those colors close to your heart... maybe that's why we dream
ReplyDeleteI love your metaphors here - and the idea of choice is very well done.
ReplyDeleteLovely - we are in charge of the colours within, indeed!
ReplyDeleteWOW, Grace! This is so beautifully evocative, and as always, you provide a colorful description with rich and delicious use of words. You are an amazing writer and poet. I am in awe of your work!
ReplyDeleteYessssss to all these colors! So gorgeous. And something being "purpled" is perfection.
ReplyDeleteI love the title, Grace, which I felt was just for me – an invitation. I enjoyed the similes and metaphors, especially those days ‘stretched taut as strings’, which they will be again if/when we have another lockdown, together with nights purpled in turmoil. And then you twist your quadrille around with the reminder that I wield the colour of my sky-dome – and what a choice of colours! The image is so cheerful, it has raised my spirit this evening.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, Grace...I love everything about this! The sense of self-determination just rings from your words here and the description is savory and beautiful! Some of my favorite phrases
ReplyDeletedays stretched taut as strings
grey-metal, sawdust of despair
and MOST ESPECIALLY pumpkin-pixelled....this just made me smile!
And sometimes that color wheel spins moment by moment. Enjoy the brightness whenever you can, which is my takeaway from your poem. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteIt's a nice idea, being able to create the decor for our mood, or change decor to change our mood.
ReplyDeleteThis is full of such gorgeous sounds. It's funny, but I think I was dreaming of things being purpled. 😀. I love: "pumpkin-pixelled
ReplyDeletecoaxing sunflower spells"
Dwelling on calamity darkens our "sky dome", so I believe. I tend to want to surround myself with positivity. May it be so!
ReplyDeleteThe sky does affect our moods, shading or lighting our path.
ReplyDeleteLuv those colours of happy moods
ReplyDeleteMuch💜love
This is something I need to share with my fellow writers here at dVerse. I so enjoy reading the work that you create and post, and am genuinely honored to be embraced as a part of this community of poets. May we all find healing in these challenging times. And as a true aquarian love child, and also a proud flower child of the 60’s, who truly believed then we would some day change the world to be a better place for all, and still believes that we might yet do it — I wish each of you peace, health, and love. Write on!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteJust lovely Grace - the pairing of sounds - purpled in turmoil; pumpkin pixelled; calm as a palm - delicious - I'd read it aloud, except the guys working on my gutters would think me odd (I'll wait till they leave).
ReplyDeleteYour rich colors and artful words remind us that perspective is a choice which creates our personal environment. Thanks for sharing this truth so poetically!
ReplyDeleteAlways another way to look at things
ReplyDeleteI love
ReplyDeleteremember that you wield
color of your sky-dome
I beautiful hue of colors to brighten up our world and sky.
ReplyDeleteblue as silent lake - yes, I feel that today
I love this!
ReplyDeleteThere is nothing better than losing yourself in nature. The world is really beautiful yet so few really notice it. This really is such a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeletegrey-metal, sawdust of despair...
ReplyDeleteAttitude makes all the difference in world. Blue sky or despair the choice is ours! Very nice!
I inevitably fall under the sunflower's spell. Great work, Grace!
ReplyDeleteI see the seasons in your peace. So delicate.
ReplyDeletei wanted a pumpkin sky
ReplyDeleteThe colorful imagery and the choices were such a treat to the mind :)
ReplyDeleteLovely! This is where I choose to be today ...
ReplyDelete"blue as silent lake
calm as palm of deep forest"
Such evocative imagery here, Grace. You had me at "when nights are purpled in turmoil". I love the message of accepting what is (nonjudgmental, even playfully) and then wielding the true power of choice.
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ReplyDeleteKerfe said...
Our mood definitely influences what we see. Lovely imagery.
Oh, I love this! Beautifully done.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful
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