Today’s prompt for Writer’s Digest Poetic Asides poem-a-day challenge is to pick a colour and make it the title of the poem. I picked blue.
Before I wrote it, I saw an explanation by Robert Brewer on the triolet, a kind of “round” poem, and decided to try it for this poem.
“Blue”
The sun rises in the east,
the sky lightens from black to indigo to blue.
I turn over, not wanting to face the beast.
The sun rises in the east.
My eyes open to see the rays feast
upon my walls like a flaming brush of glue.
The sun rises in the east,
the sky lightens from black to indigo to blue.
