Poet's Platform Column | 19 July 07 by Janet Nesler | The Scioto Voice | Wheelersburg, Ohio

THE COLOR YELLOW Dear Lord, you open my day With a soft yellowish-glow Filtering through morning’s mist Rising from valleys below Your sun moves from east to west Radiating energy and light Illuminating the world Providing visual delights The soft yellow roses abloom With fragrant aromas found— Marigolds in their deep hues And buttercups all around A walk through golden grain As fields ripen in season Goldenrod waving in breeze— All seem to have a reason As eventide closes the day With sun over horizon Still your yellow-color glows Upon the sky with reflections Dear Lord, you close my day, As the moon beams from above And the galaxy of stars Display your e’er present love Pearl (Carpenter) Anderson London, KY   Haiku One can taste sunshine In a freshly picked home grown Yellow tomato Margi Russell Portsmouth   Haiku Butterflies and birds Celebrate the morning light Colors dance to flight Margi Russell Portsmouth   A Quick Summer Storm Dark clouds rolling in an ominous sky Streaks of lightning dance and sway Wind is starting to blow the treetops Looks like a storm is headed our way With the rain leaden skies beckoning Thunder can be heard from miles away Rumbling with a muffled roar I hear it A thunderstorm can't be too far away With the rain falling upon the rooftop Gutters and downspouts now run free A large limb has come crashing down As lightning has hit an old Maple tree Our lights flicker and then they go out Leaving us in the dark as is the norm Another four hours without electricity Caused by this quick Summer storm Acie Workman Eden Park