Miz Quickly’s Colours

micro-abstract of image from Denys Nevozhai on Unsplash

What Do You See

I see a spill
      of cognac,
silk and chalky grey,
an astral lay and
failing light.
Uncorked oak,
and an open slack,
warming earth, and
a morning road for
      those of faith,
a song, and
a religious scent.

And the remains of a day that chooses us.

There’s syrup of autumn,
turmeric flesh,
a poem for Poe addressed
      to Dearest, it’s
an unknown name.
Heavy air and
future black,
the colour of sun,
of brass,
of scorch.
My grandmother’s skin.
A sight that
       leaves me blind.

This day, and what remains, has chosen us.

Miz Quickly wants to play with colour names, and possibly a sandwich the size of a car. Image is a micro-abstract from Denys Nevozhai on Unsplash. Poem inspired by Visual Verse on Instagram. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter   ©Misky 2021

9 responses to “Miz Quickly’s Colours”

    1. Thanks, Debi. It needs a few tweaks, like repositioning the grandmother line so it doesn’t imply blindness from seeing her skin. LOL! But then everything on this blog is a draft…

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      1. Tweaks aside, I think this is splendid. I love the colors you used and the story it tells.

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  1. This is … EXCEPTIONAL. My Partner nailed that proverbial nail. WOW, Misk. WOW …

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    1. Thank you! ❤️

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  2. Splendid is the word, Misky. Beautifully transformed the image.

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  3. Allowed your imagination free reign on this one. It is superb!

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