Imbued
A poem by Shaun R. Pankoski

Imbued

They say yellow is the color of intellect.
I say it’s the color of happy.

Saffron finches bob and weave,
frolicking in newly mown grass.

My fried egg breakfast startles me
with twin orbed sunniness.

Buttercups, held under tiny chins.

One year, my father scattered
a bushel of daffodil bulbs in our yard,

planting them where they fell.
They grew that way, wild with joy.

I think of him today
while potting yellow primrose,

the rows orderly,
the sweetness still there.

About the Author:

Shaun R. Pankoski (she/her) is a poet most recently from Volcano, Hawaii. A retired county worker and two time breast cancer survivor, she has lived on both coasts as well as the Midwest as an artist’s model, modern dancer, massage therapist and honorably discharged Air Force veteran. Her poems have appeared in The Ekphrastic Review, Storyteller Poetry Review, Verse Virtual, Writing in a Woman’s Voice and ONE ART.

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