your plans of escape
YOLO, I know, but please, NO!!!
please! do not go there

Silence is fearing
The silence in your presence
Night's painful lessons

Words still unspoken
Treacherous words kept inside
Secrets we must hide

Silence in secrets
Painfully longing for words
Spoken though it hurts

Black is where we hide
Black are the shades
into which we are shied

and black are the words we speak
when we don’t expect to be heard
because language has already died
with everything else

Black
Like savage shipwrecked souls
with no chance of salvage
black because no one tried

Flowers painted
Underneath fragile layers
Of skin

Colourful reminders
Behind glasses
On a cloudy day
Swollen memories
Enveloping happy days
Of compromise

Blue clouds
On my little girl's drawings
Because white
Is invisible on white

Blue ocean
Dividing our physical world
Because the sky
Is reflected in its surface

Blue eyes
With stairwells to the soul
Because empathy
Is encapsulated in tears

A total absence of colour
Blinding
But allows

A new creation
A blank page
Unfolded no flaws
A cry
But white is silence

A beginning
No given direction
Loss
But a chance to be

Anything

Red are the violent floods of passion and rage
sometimes love
sometimes national pride
and ancestry
in my blood
in our flag
and my dreams at night.

Red is fire
and ***
Red is anger and lust
desire

Red is me
I am
The Red Dragon

Green fibres
filter sunlight
to wake me

from emerald dreams
of dark humidity
deep forests
of potent life
Green eyes
watch me
from underneath
my green
pillow

She dreamt
That an artist would get his blue
From the deep Northern seas
Of her eyes

She dreamt
That his brush would catch fire
From the blazing flames
In her hair

She dreamt
That the poet lost his breath
From trying to find his words
Between her silent lips

She had seen him there
At the party
Dark eyes watching her
From the corner
As she danced

He had not been there
When she left
Dark skies blanketed her
And stars lit the way
As she began her walk home

She had not taken this path before
To get home
A glowing field allured her
With nearly fluorescent flowers
So she took this shortcut

He had seen her approaching
Full of new memories
Then stopping
Hesitating to make the decision
To go left through the field

She had soon felt him
Among the treacherous flowers
His dark presence in the wind
His words soon blended in
As he moved in closer

He had not lingered
To see her awaken
On the grass outside the field
Red mixed in yellow
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