Fran brought this challenging workshop: Select a color, write a poem about that color without mentioning it. See if the group can guess the color.
I don't have Fran's or Chris' efforts (in future posts, we'll include workshop work from all members) but I'll post my piece:
your eyes when you wear your favorite sweater
are like
that great picture we saw,
remember?
lace-like macro
with morning’s dew or
afternoon’s late rain;
clinging dollops made large by the extremity of
the close up;
are like
the still lake across the street
its surface covered
with velvet that
somehow reflects the sunset
flipping the bright
to deep forest hues;
are like
a corn field before the cobs come
endless ocean
winds causing waves
and children running through
emerging with hair and clothes frosted with
the color of your eyes
when you wear your favorite
sweater
Can you guess the color?
