For the Love of Yellow/Bliss in Disguise

A Poem

I’m the slash of light in the iris petal. I’m the joyous kitchen wall, and the polka dot of springtime.

When you see me, your heart lifts and breaks into song. I’m no Sponge Bob, although I’m happy, too.

I’m the sonata of sunrise and the candle in the window. I’m the beam that calls sailors home, and the flash of a canary wing.

I’m the soft flannel of a baby’s sleeper, and the blazing head of a dandelion.

I’m the lemon in lemonade, the blissful in daffodil, the golden kiss of marigold.

I’m the swing in your step, the warm breeze of summer, the pollen-dusted honey bee.

I’m much more than yellow. I’m bliss in disguise.

A version of this poem was first published in Vocal.

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