Colours

Shout me the colours
I feel,
white heat,
red,
not blood or ruby
that prostitutes
it's intensity,
just rose
and rise
to
cradle me in green
surfacing in blues hues,
no submerging, swirling
or paling into grey.












Poetry by shells
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Written on 2012-04-25 at 19:19

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Hans Bump
Quite a pronouncement;a revelation of oneself, uncompromisable. How bold. and how well expressed.
Bookmarked!
2012-06-17



This is beautiful, shells.
I love the idea of shouting colours, and the way this progresses is masterful in its sequencing of shades.
Applause!
2012-04-26



Very carefully constructed to express the intense power that colours have over our thoughts and emotions. I read it twice to get the full effect. Nice.
2012-04-26


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Colours talk but some say black and white say the most and says it more clearly.
Ken
2012-04-25