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Window on Writing: Thank You, God, for This Orange Day

June 15, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Thank you, God,
for this orange day
waking saffron
breath of dawn
draped in wonder
glory whispers.

Thank you, God,
for this orange day
splashed with sherbert
shades of joy
citrus-scented
monarch morning.

Thank you, God,
for this orange day
brewed with wisdom
alive with song
wrapped in warmth
mandarin spiced.

Thank you, God,
for this orange day

My (possibly feeble) attempt at a catalog poem for the poetry prompt T.S. Poetry in conjunction with the PhotoPlay color challenge for The High Calling.

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  1. nance says

    June 16, 2011 at 12:51 am

    i like it 🙂

    • Sandra says

      June 16, 2011 at 12:38 pm

      🙂 Thanks.

  2. katdish says

    June 16, 2011 at 1:29 am

    I love this. I don’t know a thing about poetry, but I like the repetition and the simple message.

    Thank you, God
    That poetry doesn’t have to rhyme
    Because nothing rhymes with orange.

    • Sandra says

      June 16, 2011 at 12:39 pm

      Kathy! I just knew you were a poet! 😀

  3. Bradley J. Moore says

    June 16, 2011 at 6:25 am

    I love “Monarch morning..” What a beautiful metaphor! I will be thinking about that as I step out into the orange sunrise.

    • Sandra says

      June 16, 2011 at 12:40 pm

      I was going to capitalize that, but I wanted to see if anyone caught it. You win the prize!

  4. L.L. Barkat says

    June 16, 2011 at 9:14 am

    And me? The saffron. Yes, yes, the saffron. 🙂

    • Sandra says

      June 16, 2011 at 12:42 pm

      So my question is . . . is this a catalog? I was going for the Psalm-like repetition. I deleted a bunch of stanzas and not particularly happy with the last. I wanted to carry the day through to sunset, but sunset came and went and I nodded off.

  5. Carol J. Garvin says

    June 16, 2011 at 2:36 pm

    Like your “Quiet Hour” post, these orange blessings are exquisitely described (catalogued?). You’ve captured the sensory aspects as well as the visual ones. Beautifully written, Sandra. Thank you!

    • Sandra says

      June 16, 2011 at 3:26 pm

      Thanks so much, Carol! Now Grace and I are seeing orange everywhere. I never noticed it much before.

  6. Jill Kemerer says

    June 16, 2011 at 2:49 pm

    And thank you God for my orange Marigolds–they’re delightful today!

    • Sandra says

      June 16, 2011 at 3:24 pm

      Love it! Were they rain dropped this morning?

  7. nance says

    June 16, 2011 at 2:56 pm

    can i have your email address?

    • Sandra says

      June 16, 2011 at 3:21 pm

      Sure thing!

  8. Cindee Snider Re says

    June 16, 2011 at 10:47 pm

    Definitely NOT feeble! I LOVE the first two verses, especially, “splashed with sherbert/ shades of joy/ citrus-scented/ monarch morning.” What a truly delicious description! Ahhhh…love it!

    • Sandra says

      June 16, 2011 at 11:48 pm

      Thank you, friend. I’m not crazy about that third verse and almost left it out along with the other several. Just couldn’t get what I wanted to say to come out the way I wanted it to. LOL!

  9. Maureen says

    June 17, 2011 at 7:10 pm

    Others here before me took away the words but I’ll say them again: Not feeble at all.

    I especially like your “waking saffron / breath of dawn” and “citrus-scented / monarch morning”. Lovely images.

  10. Kelly Sauer says

    June 17, 2011 at 7:47 pm

    My favorite is the spiced mandarin orange… Lovely poem, Sandra!

  11. Anna says

    June 21, 2011 at 12:37 pm

    I love this!! So many tasty lines. I love the “citrus-scented/monarch morning” and “mandarin spiced” lines.

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