#NaPoWriMo Day 1

An Orange Day

the blow-in of tawny gusts
frigid tinges - puffs 
of a polar dragon
it’s intemperate hawing
sawing at my neck

seven spheres in a basket
ju jubes of the gods
clustered roundness
their silvery dimples
like jewellery inside-out

leaves: falling, flying
ticking by like headlines
their grasp on frisby days
if we’re not spinning out
we’re landing,  beheading clover

playground equipment
arched into the salmon wind
stiff ladders and forced curves
and peachy shade sails
their flap and clang

and the toothy kiss
of a market pomegranate
it’s spill of seeded fire
sticky in a white bowl
and on my son’s happy lips

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