ORANGE

unrhymable,

citric to the taste,

fiery in sundown,

hued between

yellow and red,

October’s faltering breaths

exhaled against

the dying leaves.

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Reviews

[meltingtuba]

The heat at the beginning and coldness at the end round out the poem in a beautiful and graceful way. You have the eloquence of a tentative swan, sir.

[Barbara Walker]

Great descriptions! The last three lines were my favorites in this. They expressed your intent very well.

[Victoria Chang]

it really is true that orange is "un-rhymable"!!
Excellent read, excellent write!!
Looking forward to more!

[Michael G.]

An enjoyable read, sir.
Thank you for the privilege.

[KAREN]

Excellent job! It's very well crafted!

[Shalini Dinesh]

is orange unrhymable???
short and good one to read, i love oranges....

[meltingtuba]

Orange
Door hinge

It kind of rhymes.