Saturday, October 27, 2018


Shadow. This is the random noun I was given to write about. The poem today is to write about the color of this random word. I feel mine was an interesting one to get. I hope I did it justice.

Rod E. Kok
October 27, 2018

In eastern skies,
dark oranges turn
Our sun casts its warmth
over everything.
From beige deserts
to yellow fields of canola,
shadows disappear
into daylight.
Golden wheat basks
in the glow,
green forests awaken.
Rays traverse the land,
forging ahead with hope.
East to West,
here to there;
the shadows of life
come and go,
coloring our world
with heat and cold.
Such is the way
it was created.


  1. You paint beautiful pictures with this poem

  2. Man, Rod, I love your images. I feel like I'm in a car traveling across the countryside. Well done!