i
She’d left me sitting
crossed legged,
eyed,
brained,
without a single thought,
other than her auburn hair.
ii
Someone told me
a rainbow could be made
from human emotion,
red for passion,
yellow for curiosity
and orange for happiness.
But, I’ve always hated orange;
I’m colour-blind.
iii
I’d been making
works of art
from burning clouds
when I heard it-
the first bird of a
bitter winter morning.




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