Monday is wine
abundunt with spice & plum
i spill on my
pressed for the week
i twirl my glass
for a closer peek on bowl
is it ebony silver, spotted spots of cat
is it golden locks of sunflower spires
breaking underfoot from oak barrels
i drink to blues, blue
hours, smoke & symmetry of dead leaves
blue season of poppies & snowflakes
i reach (again)
for my morning medicine
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - MTB: Synesthesia. We are focusing on colors (grapheme color synesthesia). The post is about seasonal affective disorder (SAD), which is a type of depression that is related to the changes in seasons. As a note, I have overcome this and have focused on keeping busy and engaged with poetry.
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