Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

A Pop of Color

in the drab grey wetness
of a cold november morn
barely awake
making his way
through sluggish traffic

crowds off to work
his mind a blur
operating on automatic
a tingle comes over him

an aroma reminding him
of the first cup of coffee
he’ll grab out by his office
before starting to wake

first sign of brain activity
out of the corner of his eye
a pop of yellow
a sign of joy
a blond little girl
with the loveliest of smiles
and brightest bluest eyes

wondering who is this angel
curious about her secrets
and her enchanted world



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~CAFFEINE INFUSION~ 2020

AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2020, 1st place 2021

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Jennifer Proxenos November 5, 2018 at 12:13 PM Hi Line, There is nothing like the first cup of coffee in the morning. I savour every mouthful as do you it seems, and I am simply hooked! The blonde little girl with blue eyes enchanted you and transported you to an angelic world, however, the coffee brought or still brings us back to reality! Best regards, Jennifer. Line Gauthier November 5, 2018 at 4:40 PM Thanks for your most appreciate visit and comment, Jennifer.

Timothy Mcguire November 3, 2018 at 10:08 PM I understand this purgatory you write of. I am not a morning person. Line Gauthier November 4, 2018 at 8:26 AM LOL - trust me, it gets better when you retire, Timothy.

Carolyn Devonshire November 2, 2018 at 6:50 PM That injection of caffeine can work some magic and make us notice things (and people) who might have escaped our eyes earlier. It's delightful the way you see the blonde girl as a "pop of color" on a cold November morning. Well done, Line! (In fashion shows today the hosts are often referring to a "pop of color.") Hugs, Carolyn Line Gauthier November 2, 2018 at 7:02 PM LOL must be the natural fashion diva in me. Thanks for your delightful visit and comment, Carolyn.

Susan Ashley November 2, 2018 at 2:16 PM Line, I was enchanted by the spirit of your lovely write. Nothing dresses up a drab day like a pop of yellow or brightens the heart like the loveliest of smiles or moves the soul like the purity in a child's eyes.. a beautiful poem of being touched by an angel just when you needed it the most.. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan Line Gauthier November 2, 2018 at 3:18 PM Thanks for your lovely visit and comment, Susan. Most appreciated.

Winged Warrior November 2, 2018 at 10:55 AM Angels among us...I want to see a little girl angel too...mine is a 12 ft tall blue male and see through lol...lovely write Line...love & Angels...^WW^ Line Gauthier November 2, 2018 at 12:22 PM I love all angels - big ones and little ones. Thanks for your most appreciated visit and comment, WW.

Rhona Mcferran November 2, 2018 at 10:50 AM Love the contrast in this piece, beautifully done! ;) Line Gauthier November 2, 2018 at 12:22 PM Thank you so much, Rhona. Most appreciated.

Caren Krutsinger November 2, 2018 at 4:19 AM Beautifully written, Line. One of your prettiest image-pictures, and in words. Wow! A FAV for me. Line Gauthier November 2, 2018 at 9:48 AM Thank you so much, Caren. Most appreciated.

Mike Hauser November 1, 2018 at 8:29 PM Nice descriptive piece Line Gauthier November 1, 2018 at 9:33 PM Thanks for your delightful visit, Mike. Most appreciated.

White Wolf November 1, 2018 at 8:23 PM Hard to imagine November being cold, definitely not over here! Lovely write Line Gauthier November 1, 2018 at 9:33 PM Brrr... come up and visit us in Canada! Line xx

Wren Rushing November 1, 2018 at 8:02 PM I love how the little girl brightened up the day. My new granddaughter has that effect. Line Gauthier November 1, 2018 at 8:09 PM So sweet. Thanks for your lovely visit and comment, Wren.