Color Poem--Indigo--National Poetry Month

These don't seem that indigo to me. It's rare to find true indigo. That's why I love it.

On this last day of National Poetry Month, I'm going to do a color poem. If you want to know how to do this particular form, go here. Otherwise, here's my poem:

Probably not Pluto, but to me Pluto will always be a planet, just as Indigo should always belong to the color spectrum. Besides, you don't know what Pluto looks like.

INDIGO

Indigo is mystery; rare and difficult to find

Like Pluto on the outer edge, a pirate planet waiting to embark in shenanigans.

Like the sky just before the stars send sparks through the velvety night.

As comfy as an old pair of jeans with a new-found hundred dollar bill in the pocket.

Just a l'il bit of Heaven on earth right here.

 © 2017 by H. Linn Murphy

Pluto, my Fav PLANET

We're doing Octopoems today on this beautiful 28th day of April. What's an Octopoem you ask, rightly. Go here and Stephanie will tell you. Here's my splendiforus offering which will forever go down in the annals of poetry as a stellar example...;o)

Pluto

You float on the 

periphery, a colorless ghost, but I think of you 

as indigo because you're a rebel like that.

They won't even call you a planet anymore, and yet you're 

my favorite lost little frozen chunk of winter.

It's as if you are uncertain of your reception as you hang out there 

on the edge of the system.

You wrap yourself in darkness, nothing sweeping your empty rock but dust.

I could picture you in a purple tu-tu, toe socks, and a propeller beanie, especially when all the other planets are dressed in weather.

Not you. You're sitting in your bean bag chair out there in the void.

You're watching Lucy re-runs

And drinking white grape peach juice, 

because you can. 

© 2015 by H. Linn Murphy

Artist's concept because they don't have the imagination to see you as I do, your biggest fan.

I messed with the look of this thing because I wanted it to look more like Pluto. I  think you can handle it...;o) 
Only today I messed things up, so there's a Pensee poem coming as well. Stay tuned, oh intrepid poetry fans.