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Colour Poem
(Stones & Shells
for Angie)
Look at this red one-
Do you think
He was a baby,
Tickled pink?
This
one's translucent,
Misty white-
Like melting ice,
On muggy nights.
Now
yellow grabs
Your darting gaze,
A slender stone,
Banana haze.
Like
precious fruit
You beckon in
This thirsty traveller,
Orange sin.
And
here's a bluey,
Fantasise-
Of blinding lights
And burning eyes.
A stone
as black
As this, I fear,
Can only mean
That night is near.
Green
as the ocean
Bed at rest,
Your glinting hints
Betray your nest.
While
purple passion,
Ocean lust...
Devour my dreams:
They turn to dust.
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