Due for an assignment, but I really enjoyed writing this and like stepping out of my usual genre for this piece.
Its
darker tones send soil, scents of earth meeting nostrils. Its
lighter tones bring mochas, bittersweet, steamy cocoa. It
tastes like that of chocolate, possessing its rich, smooth
layers.
Its enemy is yellow, its ally red. Brown mediates
this crimson rage, Soothing its menacing anger. The two
brothers combined Forming calming, loft-like surroundings, resist
the heat of yellow, rejecting it’s golden misfortune.
They
are nature- without one, there would not be the other. For can
berries exist, without the nutrient rich dirt it calls mother?
Hello,
Siya sent this to me and I can understand why... I have never read a poem capturing a colour in such a detailed way that it wakens all human senses. After reading this, I certainly can not only see but also smell, taste, feel and even hear the colour brown.
A true masterpiece!
Wow! WOW! One more favourite poem. :)
The last verse is beyond amazing. It reminds me of Shelley. Great style. The first verse made me crave for some coffee and chocolate. Amazing.
Sorry for such a short review. But I really, really liked it. Damn, I am outta words I guess, haha.. :)
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