National Poetry Month: Day #7
Today’s prompt was to write a love poem, but here was the catch: the object of the poem had to be inanimate. Can you guess about what my love poem was written? (Spoiler:image at the bottom)
ode to my german loves:
staedtler triplus
you
my darlings
fill
my senses with color;
the rich repertoire
of line and design
never confine
me to the ordinary.
and contrary
to popular belief, I am
fulfilled by change
and the ability to rearrange
with a simple stroke.
I wish all of life
were as simple as
you
my darlings
inspire
you light my heart on fire
and cause my desire to burn
hot and thick with love for
you
my darlings
infuse
creativity so rich I lose
all sense of time in your hues; oh
youyouyou
my darlings
bring beauty
Like fine wine
and change my duty
into exquisite pleasure
at the mere scent of
you
my darlings
transform
this beige world
into a landofrainbowcolor.
ohohOH…
you.
Ooh. Staedler coloured pens. Jealous.
my loves. ❤️😊