Summer is always yellow
This is another prompt from Nelly Bryce (Poetry Pals) for her Poetry in Summer challenge (Week One, linked below). The prompt is "summer color." That can only mean yellow to me.
’s Poetry in Summer (Week One) post can be found here.
Summer is always yellow, always the splash of sun on the sidewalk, the etch of yellow chalk making a girl and a bunny and a house and a tree always the yellow of Rainier cherries, the underside of a blushing peach, the dash of lemon on a red nectarine the yellow where the watermelon rested on the earth. The middle of a daisy, the sink of a setting sun, the sand you move through your hands and feet while watching the late afternoon ocean, a million coins of light shining hard against the waves, the shout of fire from the fireworks, yellow sparks racing down to the yellow-scrawled ground.
“A million coins of light” - this poem is so full of richness
This good poem makes me think of this: "Some see the sea as being green; some see it as blue." You talk of a yellow summer and give examples for this claim. Good job!