Sunday, 3 April 2011

NaPoWriMo Poem 3. Usually Purple

I feel in colour, usually purple
where light meets
dark in a temperature of rooms
with radiators
off
during summer nights, where
walls are bruised plums, swollen
with juice. And rain
comes down cool but I
am inside
where I seek and hide
in bright gardens of
dying orchids.

2 comments:

  1. I love this. Vivid, bright, and great word usage.

    ReplyDelete