NaPoWriMo prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that repeats or focuses on a single colour.
Day 21 – Golden
Crowns, coin and candlesticks
bangles, bells and bling;
crowns and rings,
fit for Kings
festooned with golden things.
But all that glitters is not gold
is what we’re told
so come behold
a blessing not withheld
from sons and daughters of the King.
A field of corn before the harvest
invested love and sun-kissed skin
reaping sheaves
of autumn glory
holding honeyed hues within.
Old and gold the years enriched
the cracks kintsugi painted
the golden lines
embossed so fine
they never shall be tainted.
So late into our golden years
from amber dawn to gilded glow
purified in winter’s flames
the blazing sun shall curtsy low
in silent applause.
dawnfanshawe 