Colour

Refracted light reveals itself,
in bright and brilliant dance,
upon the mirrored eye and mind;
molecular as chance.

Through vivid, deep imaginings,
in shrill and purpled call,
drowning waves of shimmered blue;
huddled greens do fall.

Scarlet screaming, raging reds,
yellowed wash revealed,
orange laughing at the edge;
pink in pouting seal.

Browns in sullen, surried roll,
grey in distant rise,
white complete and purely born;
black, where all’s denied.

Creation’s song and signature,
is colour in all forms,
the magic touch of sacred brush;
where beauty is true-born.

About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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1 Response to Colour

  1. Waltermarks says:

    That’s a brilliant poem. The colors are so vivid, they almost jump off the page at you. I may need a pair of sunglasses to cut down the glare. Just kidding, great read. Thanks,

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