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Heart's colour

A poem of Love, by the wandering bard

By Lucien ClubbPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

What is the colour of the sky


during the darkest night?


what of the clouds that rain and race


which by the sun we sight their face?



The rainbow owns nothing on high


for it is naught but rain from height


and rain is clear and dark is space


not by their skill does light them grace



What is the colour of a crying heart


before the sun of suns standing?


blushing red for shame for a start


as still the sunbeams are landing



Orange are the clouds this sun-rise


curtains hiding the prize


golden is the star ascending


green the pine-trees now storm bending



Blue as the sky the sea this morn


still darker are the waves wind-torn


purple the temple tapestry


depicting scenes of love set free

White is my heart as crunching snow


a pris(i)m of glass yet unstained

refracting to make a rainbow


a sign of oaths of his love gained



~ The wandering bard

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