Mianda Wood, a high school junior from Craftsbury, says this poem was prompted by “at least three things: sometimes in the evening or afternoon I walk to a friend’s house in Montpelier and I’m blinded by the sun almost the whole way there.” Also, two writing prompts helped spark the poem, “a sort of ‘words in a bag prompt,’ and I picked ‘blind,’ ‘west,’ and ‘turquoise,’ and another prompt to write a poem describing colors if you could ‘see’ them with other senses.” Mianda says, “I think the poem turned out pretty good for such a mashup!”
Turquoise
By Mianda Wood
Grade Eleven, Homeschool, Craftsbury
When the west sun shines gold
on the Capitol dome,
I squint on my walk home.
If I were blind
and made this walk
I think I would
describe it ... turquoise.
I can see
the city spilled out
before me.
Now with my eyes
gold is the color over
the mountains,
with the wind
and the sun
warming my face.
I can feel the sun called
turquoise.