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Wednesday, March 7, 2012


There's some blue in me
of lonely days
and the solitude of
deep blue midnight.

I can feel the red
anger's scarlet flame
in the beating of my heart

The sickly yellow fear
I try to hide
but stays buried in my skin

And the fangs of green
that nip and bite
with things I'll never have

A bit of white and black and grey
in a conscience that I fight

The earthy brown
where I plant my feet
The silver and gold of sunbeams
that warm my upturned face

And the violent shades of passion
in every color in between
That makes the blended spectrum
that resides inside of me.

In response to Theme Thursday at


  1. Covered most of them there!

  2. Tracy, I loved this. The colors were all the more vibrant for your pairings with their qualities as seen through the lens of your life. I have one to share with you I think you'd like:

  3. "The sickly yellow fear
    I try to hide
    but stays buried in my skin"

    Vivid and dark. Oh, and the "fangs of green..." *sigh* How they hound us so.

  4. I like how you used the prompt for reflection. I gave you one of my weekly Goddess Awards for your sidebar if you like.

    In joy,

  5. I think it is wonderful how you fit in so many colors of the spectrum to describe how they can make us feel. I really like this poem a lot.

    Thanks for playing and happy Theme Thursday. See you next week.

    God bless.

    1. Thank you! I really enjoy writing for the prompt. Thank you for having a place to share my poems.


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