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

Date: 5/26/2025 8:39:00 PM

I believe we have our winner here. Every line, so full of feeling.

Aaliyah O'Neil
Date: 5/29/2025 6:31:00 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

Date: 5/25/2025 2:32:00 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
Date: 5/25/2025 1:52:00 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

Date: 5/24/2025 8:14:00 PM

Wow.. Deep and beautiful.. five lines that paint an endless picture!

Aaliyah O'Neil
Date: 5/25/2025 1:49:00 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.