*working with colours right now*

ORANGE

I am reminded of my favourite poem “The Weight of Oranges”
I am reminded that after having an orange cat for 16 years
and losing him I cannot look at another similar one the same.
Mind you it’s only been 7 weeks.

But it put me in hospital - this loss of my little one
This emptiness, not being able to say his name
or see him doing zoomies around the corner.
I am reminded that I usually like
the colour orange
and all it stands for
and it’s 70s flair with brown and olive green
though the oranges in a bowl
stay there for days because
I usually get a sour one.