After every blue I sag a little.
Green brings roundness, yellow sucks out life.
I slash your dreams with daggers of redness.
Fabricate black stories where dullards bleach to greyness.
Indigo are my moods – you do well to swerve past my shadow
cast on pavements, my scorch marks on the grass.
I torch ambitions with rainbows,
burn molecules with longing.
The yearning so strong inside us
for colours never glimpsed.
Lovely, generous poet and artistic spirit Claudia from dVerse Poets Pub
is urging us to find colour in the uniform greyness that beckons now November is here. Do go visit and see how other poets can brighten up rainy, foggy late autumn days.
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