color me summer
lips
to cheeks
amber-stained
arm
to fingers
green tea-sipped, sugar-licked
sky dazzles
drunken blue
we gaze, without words
as colors drink
our skin
craving for sun's fever
& when you kiss me
rain-dust drenched
i turn
softer than tulips
nibbled-pink
neck
to
toes
picture credit: here
Oh, the colors of summer are indeed beautiful. I am SO ready for them to appear.
ReplyDeleteI especially like:
we gaze, without words
as colors drink
our skin
Enjoyed the illustration too!
Me too Mary ~ Its very cold this week but it should get warmer during the weekend, smiles ~
Deletedrunken blue craving suns fever
ReplyDeletei hear you....i have 2 inches of snow on the ground
and its still pouring...
i am in sore need of some sunshine
cant wait to feel its touch on my skin...
We might have flurries later but not much snow, hopefully ~
DeleteCan't wait for the sun too ~ Thanks Brian ~
yep... we got an inch of snow here in MI... was out this morning and it came down so fast. smiles.. this poem def made crave the sun... love that pic as well...
ReplyDeleteMe too ~ Thanks Anthony ~
DeleteColor me crazy ~~~ for your poetry!
ReplyDeleteThank you Helen ~
DeleteNeed the color of the day to make all of this snow go away.
ReplyDeleteNeed all the colors as it is snowing right now, ha ~ Thanks Pat ~
Deletegreen tea-sipped, sugar-licked...hmmm nice... i too am hungry for sun.. it's a bit cooler here than last week...rain... ah.. longing for her kiss
ReplyDelete'craving for sun's fever' ~ me, me, me. At winter time I just want to live in the grocery store until summer...~ beautiful poem and picture.
ReplyDeleteSofter than tulips nibbling neck... ahh delicious.. and many wonderful use of colors..
ReplyDeleteA celebration of sun-drenched flesh-warming showers of warm color, so very sensual, so much longing; nicely done, Grace. I found my bad poetic self at a Farmer's Market for my palette foray.
ReplyDeletea beautiful color wash of words... you made me sigh with dreams of summer.
ReplyDeleteGreat write Grace - smiles. Love the pic you chose here.
ReplyDeleteNow that's summer!
ReplyDeletesofter than tulips...nibbled pink...enchanting
ReplyDeleteI love how you evoke so many colors in your poems, by mentioning the colors themselves or the sky, tulips, the sun... You have written a very warm piece, Grace!
ReplyDelete"green tea-sipped, sugar-licked"
ReplyDeleteA dream of a line, this one. A sweet and glorious piece of poetry.
softer than tulips
ReplyDeleteThe colors are so well textured here, just lovely."rain-dust drenched" I love the way this feels on the tongue!
ReplyDeleteUnlike snows in the West we have bright sunshine, too bright and hot this time. We miss the rain and there was even water rationing in some places. Like the snap of coloring the body in paints. Nicely Grace!
ReplyDeleteHank
Ah! Color drinks you as you drink it in and turn into its senses--summer and tips and petals. May you have it all, may you all find it as intoxicating as it sounds.
ReplyDeleteThis has a striking rhythm and is pitch-perfect for the prompt. Sumptuous and sensuous! A real treat :).
ReplyDeleteMay your life be filled with colours of happiness.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the sensual wash of color this morning, I needed that after yesterday's snow.
ReplyDelete"we gaze, without words
ReplyDeleteas colors drink
our skin
craving for sun's fever"
Who among us cannot relate to those words? Looking forward to the colors of summer as spoken so well in your poem.
we gaze, without words
ReplyDeleteas colors drink
our skin....sweet and sensuous !
You've left me going over in my mind the concept of "rain dust"; truly poetic writing...
ReplyDeletehm...an entrancing & seductive array of colors. ah, but the ending from kissed on sounds heavenly.
ReplyDelete"Color me summer" sets the tone for this sensuous poem. You write about intimacy with deftness and delicacy, Grace. :-)
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