A Brew Of Colour Poem by poppy miller
A Brew Of Colour
Such images dance in splurging hues
On sheets of silken white delight
A million souls in pastel shades
A million souls in blackest night
Cogs that turn in Indian ink
Their atmospheric feelings
Whilst gentle letters of calming shades
Balance out these dealings
The warmth of cadmium yellow
Flashes on a blaze of flaming red
With specks of oyster here and there
Flittering gently overhead
Yet, as oft time follows
Moods that drip in deepest wine
And thunder roars in steel grey thoughts
To change the syrup into brine
Yea, but poets dress in every hue
For you to pluck your coloured mood
Each phrase a semi precious gem
Each shade brewed with aptitude.
Footnote: The coloured moods of a poet.
dear Poppy, Wow! This is worth a 10! each phrase a semi precious gem. Colour is a vital element in poetry. My brother who is a professional Landscape artist always says I have a good colour sense! But yours is a lot better.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 6:14:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Taste to food is as colour to mood; a poet has the words to say As a journeying breeze among autumn leaves is either sad and gay. Thankks Poppy for this taste of colour