Poem: "The Wheel of Light"
This poem came out of the June 1, 2010 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by a prompt from wyld_dandelyon. It was sponsored out of the general donation fund, selected by the audience in a recent poll.
The Wheel of Light
The color wheel whirls,
spinning the light into spokes.
Each color has its own place,
bowing to its partner across the ring.
Red is the rose
raising its thorned head above the plain.
Green is the grass
growing beneath the rosebush.
Blue is the sky
stretching like a tent above the desert.
Orange are the stones
holding down the corners of the sky's tent.
Yellow is the sun
buttoning up heaven's hem above the mountains.
Purple are the mountains
snagging the shadows that trail from the sun's sleeves.