
Welcome lead grey days,
Crystalline machineries.
A goddess awaits
Iris of Rainbows
Dryad unseen with powers
Rekindles chroma
ID these moments;
Pour colourlessness, blast light
Neons arc the globe
Our stories will flow.
Spectra’s technicolour clock
Lives Pasts, streams Futures
Zap, whoosh, zoom, crash! Puce!
Dual energies make Life
The Birth-Death liquor
Breathe, breathe, Aero, breathe!
With Aura’s touch fill her cheeks
Orange peach must bloom!
Tangerine years flew
Bengal roses, lime juice daze
Buttercup summers
Rain was handsome then
On Poppy Pollen’s eyelash
Onyx ravens glanced
Times of dandy clocks
Star milk dusks, coppered storm clouds
Metal moons speak soft
Lunary pulls vert
Orbits push pigments to Sol
Tropic shrines beckon
Echo eco birds
Folklore’s emeralds stare still
Jungle made stone dew
North sphere woodland floors
Bluebell restores hope and love
Seek her sapphire gaze
Hush myosotis
Listen on Pavement Meadows
Memories of Peace
Scent-salty turquoise
Heaven’s code to Paradise
Cures and heals our minds
For Heart’s depth and strength
Indigo knights trust Youth's verve
Whilst Time evolves her
Purple, inky deep
Short rays, her songline perfumes
Of mauve lilac buds
Water vapour glares
Plum bright lasers circle Earth
Violet’s day reigns
Till another birth
Scarlet will renew a pledge
With sheer prism strength
Through Infinity
To begin again this ring
Journey’s end is now
Radiance scatters
The Spirit of Spectral Lights
True Iris is unknown
About the Creator
Jane Camellia Sarkar
Fine Art, Textile Technology trained
Ethnobotany student
Career: Fashion Marketing
Interests: Plants, Climate, Nutrition, The Arts, Current Affairs, Science,
Most important: Love Life Be Respectful, Curious, Grateful, Kind wherever poss


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