Breathing Colors by Giselle Maya


breath of life
inhale the scent of autumn roses
evening primroses
scent of the garden cat
outdoors all summer
mint, catnip, sage, her own tigerish perfume emanates
from her silk fur kept neat by raspings of her tongue

quinces are bright yellow lanterns
the windbells’ sound is lime green
mauve star asters taller day by day
on the talus

i pick the last green beans
a ripe tomato from vine to hand, tasted at once
the breath of the earth rises warm

sounds of a grape harvest, vendage, in a near vineyard

Giselle Maya
St. Martin de Castillon

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I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well ( The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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