Orange

Orange

Florida

Citrus

Vitamin C,

Tangy, Tart

Sour, Sweet,

Pigmentation

Of Ochre and

Cadmium

Absorbing the

Blue in light

Orange

Peel the rind

Bite the fruit

Tastes so good

Drink the juice

Pulp or clean

When you find the Red

and the Yellow,

somewhere in between

The orange will appear

In warning or autumn

Halloween is calling

Jack O’Lanterns and the

Glowing, of candle wicks and

Torches alit, with determination

And given to endurance, the

Compliment of Azure

Orange

Orange

I was followed home one afternoon,

As the sun was bathing the foliage, keeping it company, keeping it warm,

The days grow cooler, and would soon be cold, the days shorter, and the nighttime long,

A cat, orange and malnourished,

Maybe it was someone’s pet

That got lost and couldn’t find a way to return,

A few scars, a patch of hair missing

I noticed as it weaved its body between these legs of mine,

I felt bad, maybe even identified,

The first few nights I left a can of tuna, and a bowl of milk,

Inside the garage and out of the cold,

I thought I’d awake and find it had gone,

I created this scenario where it jumped up high,

Into an ever elated nervous owners arms,

My visions never play out,

So a few cans later,

As the temperature declined,

I opened up the door

And let this creature become a friend of mine,

And orange will have to be its name