What is your favorite color? This is a hard question. Somedays it’s the cyan blue of the sky; others it’s the purple center of a gladiola. Yellow is my favorite color of summer, but I don’t often wear yellow because years ago I had my “colors done” and yellow makes me look pale. I recently asked a friend what her favorite bird was. She first said dunlins for their murmurations, then she said, “house finch.” And finally, after some thought, she texted a photo of Anna’s hummingbird. Do you have a favorite bird?
Today for this photo, think about your favorite color of the moment, and write a Color is poem.
On my back deck I have two red flowers blooming. They seem to be heat resistant. I used the portrait mode on my iPhone to take these photos.
Red is hot
waving in the summer breeze
like a warning flag
to stay inside
and drink iced tea.Red is June’s skin
Margaret Simon, draft
so rosy it’s almost purple
as she crawls across the floor
looking back
to smile at Pépère.
Reflections on the Teche 
Margaret, I so love the color red. I just bought a red blouse yesterday at the thrift shop. Your flowers are so beautiful, breathtaking, other-worldly. That’s what I tried to write in my Fib poem.
June’s rosy skin and sweet smile make me happy. Your poem’s sensory details make me believe it. I love the warning flag and staying in for ice tea.
Red
is
the sweet
evidence
that out-of-the-world
charm and magic abide on Earth.
Yes! Red is that evidence! Love the fib form. Thanks for joining in the poetry play today.
The flowers are beautiful. June is adorable. My mom often dressed me in red because I’d get pink dirty so quickly! I do love blue for the sea and green for the meadows, but red has energy and makes me happy! Thank you for this!
Beautiful photos of flowers and baby!
My favorite color is periwinkle blue, for me a combination of calm and lush:
PERIWINKLE
Made lush by the tint of violet
end of a day made beautiful
by the color, soft and singing,
cool billowing cotton against skin.
Not a color for saddles or shovels
rocks or bricks, sand or earth
but possibly for reading chairs
possibly comfortable couches
made for cuddling little ones
and writing poetry.
Draft, Carol Coven Grannick
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That picture of June is pure, huggable happiness!