It Was the Light of the Day

A new house was what I had just bought.

Mom helped trim it out.

Orange in the kitchen,

This will do wonders for you.

The orange glowed right on through.

No matter what time of day.

Then came one night.

A storm was causing such a fright.

I turned on only the kitchen lights.

The storm caused no more fright.

Mom always knows best.

Well this was only one colors,

She had painted in my house of many rooms.

The rainbow with blue halls,

And you don't want to know any more, please.

A contest entry

Opus in Orange by Mad Moon. 1000 points, ended June 22, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest

By me, right now

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z etoile
June 2, 2008
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Cool loved the imagery in this piece. Great job Mac
PrabhuDayal Khattar
June 1, 2008

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Ah..love ...life and the poetic beauty wrapped in the wonderful immagery is the essence of this heart warming write..well done..
Mad Moon
June 1, 2008
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OMG! You brought back a wonderfully funny memory with this whimsical write. My mother did the entire finished basement in "Pumpkin Orange!!!" Orange bar top, orange counters, and yes....even an orange furry toilet seat cover! I'm giggling so hard right now! This is great! Thanks for entering, and Good Luck!