Yellow
Yellow
yellow yolk pauses
plunges into batter
swirled by the whisk
into blurry starry circles
glistening rain slicker
puddle-skipping girl
yellow dash of color
vanishing behind umbrellas
daffodils stand silent
I lie under blankets
watching yellow stars
streak me sky-dizzy
be still, stars,
find your perfect places
beside the yellow moon,
so I can remember
a yolk intact,
resilient daffodils,
and a happy splashing girl
Copyright © Emily Boyle | Year Posted 2020
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