ORANGE
Laughter spills like spice from a careless hand—alive.
A flame in the orchard dreams of breaking free—unbound.
Hope wears citrus perfume, dancing through dust—bright.
Each ending tastes like summer that won’t let go—longing.
The sky, mid-fall, can't choose: fire or farewell—unsettled.
Contest Name: Colour as Emotion: A Poetry Challenge
Date Posted: May 25, 2025
Sponsor: TSP Creative Writing Faculty
Copyright © Aaliyah O'Neil | Year Posted 2025
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