Monday, April 18, 2011

Like a Sunrise

I am eating color for breakfast.
Ripe yellow and blood orange.
Coffee, caramel colored
as it pours
turns muddy brown in my mug.
Brilliant white cream
and ca
down the cabinet
to earth colored rugs
where it pools
and reflects
the first gold
of day.

*In response to Poetic Asides Day 18


  1. I love this poem Jerry. Such a fresh thought about eating colors and cascading.

  2. Thanks. I was reading, recently, that the secret to a healthier diet was to have lots of color on your plate. This came from that.

  3. this is as good as it gets, my friend...thanks for waking up so alertly