5 of 11 of 30 – April’s NaNoPoMo

Haha, well, I was trying to catch up with the rest of the 30 poems in 30 days folks, but it looks like I’m still lagging behind. This poem was inspired by the Read Write Poem prompt today which said to “write about the thing you didn’t choose” and, well, orange has never been my favourite colour. never orange I’ve never picked you orange as a favour as a phase        my youth spent through pinks and purples stringing the edges of my bedroom with the white curliness of imagination orange was never curly it was twang an offense a softball team jersey hoisted upon the losingest team on the playground where only once      for a moment I thought I might find comfort in you orange, the poppies, sprung about the hill and me picking a bouquet only...