Today was pink
You’ve left me that colored message before,
Between hazy grey sleep and wake you whispered:
Look for the extra color
Dying hydrangeas left one branch vibrant
It was blush
A plane flying passed a blue cloud,
blinking electric pink flash in the sky
Pink goggles on a lawn in October
I wondered if it was you,
I whispered:
Show me the impossible, how about a pink leaf?
Three paces ahead the underbelly of a red leaf
I plucked it from the ground
It was pink.
Notes left in the wild
