William Messent

Roy G Biv - Poem by William Messent

Old Newton
in his darkened room
refracting prism colours.

Red, danger
hot sunset anger
passion for blood-red planet.

Orange, sweet
half-time citrus fruit
thirst quenching energy juice.

Yellow, coward -
ice bright sunlit mustard
dazzling rape field horizon.

Green, envy
safe tranquillity
rest in lime bright fields of grass.

Blue, cold jazz
a deep depression
across sea and sky so sad.

wise Portuguese plum
cool dusk-dyed star-spangled sky.

shy shady Spring flower
high terahertz humility.

spectral mnemonic
"Richard of York gave battle in vain".

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 5, 2013

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