Aaliyah O'Neil Poet Free verse

ORANGE

Laughter spills like spice from a careless hand.
A flame in the orchard dreams of breaking free.
Hope wears citrus perfume, dancing through dust.
Each ending tastes like summer that won’t let go.
The sky, mid-fall, can't choose: fire or farewell.

Alive. Unbound. Bright. Longing. Unsettled.

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Paige Hind May 26, 2025 at 8:39 PM I believe we have our winner here. Every line, so full of feeling. Aaliyah O'Neil May 29, 2025 at 6:31 AM Thank you so much—that truly means a lot to me. I'm honoured the piece resonated so deeply with you. Your support and encouragement are genuinely appreciated.

Troy Greece May 25, 2025 at 2:32 AM Citrus is so descriptive! Check these--Contest name is Color My Mood and sponsor is nette onclaud.I entered ; Hope we could win Aaliyah O'Neil May 25, 2025 at 1:52 PM Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed the description in “Citrus.” I really appreciate your support and wish you the very best of luck with your entry—I hope it goes well.

Lyric Man May 24, 2025 at 8:14 PM Wow.. Deep and beautiful.. five lines that paint an endless picture! Aaliyah O'Neil May 25, 2025 at 1:49 PM Thank you so much. I’m glad those five lines could create such a lasting image for you. Your kind words mean a lot.