Color Poem

Another poem imitation I did in February 2013 was of Charles Wright‘s poem Yellow, a color poem. Charles Wright was recently named the new poet laureate.



The branches of a dying tree wither over a path

A gray haze over a pebbled road

The dark outlines of hills

The crooked fence; its forgotten youth

Gray splinters out of brown wood

Gray twigs on the ground

Jagged stones sticking toward the sky

Half dead moss

The tail-less squirrel up high

The quiet gray puddles

The holes in the piles of gray leaves

The shrouding mist

The thick opaque air

The gray way forward, the gray way back.


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