Haiku / Senryu, Poetry by Sarah

Little Wings

Courtesy of All About Writing And More, Daily Picture Prompt#147

I stretch my wings long
trying to intimidate
the bird in the pond.

By Sarah ©2017

Free Verse, Poetry by Sarah

True colours

Sometimes I am blue.
An ocean; endless and heavy.
But then a wave washes me back to shore
and I become yellow.
Sunny and warm; sand under my feet.
Until I step on a rock. And then I see red.
Angry, slashing, shades of red.
Like a bruise, I eventually heal
in colours of magenta, purple, orange.
And always, in the end, the grass grows green and long,
covering the rock and the sand and the ocean.
True colours ever changing the landscape of my brain.

Except for the black.
The black is always there.
Threatening to peek through.

By Sarah ©2017

Image by: Kyla @ Deviantart

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie,  Photo Challenge #165. Daily Post Daily Prompt, Word: sunny, black