Orange was the colour of a fruit
Orange tasted citrusy and sour
Orange was the shade I avoided
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And then I met you
With your tangerine t-shirt
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And now
Amber is the colour of a sunset
Spread across the sky in
Recognition of another day
Marigold is the colour of autumn leaves
Falling to the ground in a mosaic pattern
Coral is the colour of fire
Burning in the air between us
Apricot is the shade of blushing cheeks
Whenever you come near
Peach tastes sweet
Like contentment
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And tangerine is your t-shirt
That you wore when you
Turned my world upside down
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If you enjoyed this please check out my poetry book ‘Wasted Love’ and more of my poems:
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The Devil's Cut
“Comrade, finally you’re awake.” The voice was smooth, sensual. A flickering incandescent bar was all that lit the white, sterile room. All Vladimir remembered was everything going black. He tried to move his arms and found them strapped to the gurney.
By Matthew J. Fromm4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Nice piece
Love this
This is fabulous!
Context is everything, especially when it turns our world upside down.