Love, Marriage, or: Both

‘Synesthesia’ – a d’Verse prompt

My lime for you beryls with deep pine
I coral to salmon your puce
Your yellows both amber and chrome me
Your bice leaves me verting for spruce

The teals of your blues, they cobalt me 
I can't help but rose at your flush
There are kelly and coal in your sable
That leave me aplum and ablush

Please mauve me to perse at your ginger
Bister me to chestnut your green
My brick is now flaming vermilion
And my pearls glow bright aquamarine 

If I can't pea with you-- I'll go apple
My azures for you burn sapphire 
I'm sure ivory will soon saffron me...
For you've set my whole palette afire

The above poem is my take on d’Verse’s ‘Synesthesia’ prompt.

This d’Verse writing challenge is to incorporate music in our poem from the perspective of a synesthete, to write a song filled with colors.

87 thoughts on “Love, Marriage, or: Both”

  1. “If I can’t pea with you–I’ll go apple” that made me laugh

    The flow of your poem is on fire! And that last line is brilliant! 🙂

    1. Dear Ben,

      I concur with M Jay Dixit. Your wit is apparent and engaging!

      For some reason, I kept wanting to read “I’m sure ivory will soon saffron me…” as “I’m sure irony will soon suffocate me…”

      By the way, in the line “That leave me aplum and ablush”, I wonder whether you actually meant “aplomb” rather than “aplum”, given that the latter is not an existent word in English.

      Happy December to you and M Jay!

      1. SE, you’re totally correct – I made up the word ‘aplum’ as a spin on the color plum.

        Thanks so much for the kind compliment!

        -David

        1. You are very welcome! Should I address you as David or Ben?

          It is obvious and delightful that you are very creative with words. In return, let me reward you with the following ditty:

          Here come SoundEagle’s talons
          To greet your creative talents
          No need at all to be wary
          When you visit SoundEagle’s eyrie

        2. SE,

          Thanks!

          ‘ben Alexander’ means ‘son of Alexander’ in Hebrew. My name is David – I’m more than happy to have people use it 🙂

        3. Well, I’ve never met him 😉 , but yes, like that. in Arabic it’s ‘ibn’ and in Hebrew it’s ‘ben’.

          I started this blog following my father’s death so it’s both dedicated to him and catalyzed by my need to express myself. He was ‘Alexander’.

        4. Happy Sunday to you soon, David! When you decide to visit SoundEagle’s (intellectual) eyrie, please be informed that you might need to use a desktop or laptop computer with a large screen to view the rich multimedia contents available for heightening your multisensory enjoyment in the multidisciplinary eyrie, which could be too powerful and feature-rich for iPad, iPhone, tablet or other portable devices to handle properly or adequately.

  2. Whoaaaaaaaaaaawhaaaat am I hearing!!!!
    Whoop whoop whoopala
    You just created a new genre for rapping. I’ve never experience an old verse setting with so much erotic rapping. Sweet sex is written all over the page. Allow me to be miss plain Jane who grab the page from the eyes of romantic era and just say it as it is.
    People who report a lifelong history of such experiences are known as synesthetes…….i love the love story…..but oh tell dear sire, who doth thou choose from the array of colourful bevy of beauties.!!!!!!….. oh wow ben this in my eyes is first class poetry, classical romantic and erotic poetry.

  3. For you’ve set my whole palette afire! What better love song than this.!? What a great tribute to your wife who brings color to your palette every day! I love it!
    Dwight

  4. Fire!!!! I love how the colors are turned to verbs. Great energy from your verses.

    Thanks for joining us at dVerse Poets.

    1. You know what I love about these prompts, Cheryl? They really lead me to produce verses that I think would never have otherwise come to me. It’s a lot of fun 🙂

      Thanks!
      David

      1. Ahahaha please stop with the scary clown faces 😅😂😆🤓

        Seriously the poem is amazing though. Just gorgeous. 🤩🙌🙏💛

        1. No way, David. Your original title makes one appreciate either, besides, one may lead to the other 🙂

  5. This is brilliant, David. You need a literature award for this .. it’s priceless piece of creative writing bag the painting blew my mind.
    I want to keep reading this , David.

    Yes, I lost my papa a month ago. He died of. Stroke.

    1. I’m deeply sorry for your loss, Yassy.

      In Jewish tradition, when somebody dies, we respond with a statement reaffirming our faith: ‘Blessed is the True Judge.’

      ‘Baruch Dayan Emet.’

  6. To be honest, your English is very hard to understand. But I’m enjoying reading the comments. Best of luck sir.

  7. Every time you leave a comment I keep checking your blog… and re-reading this gorgeous poem. The way you have verbed the colours is so creative and I’ve learned some new colour words here… but most of all the romance and loving vibe of this is divine… and the image is perfect with it. A prismatic gem of a piece.

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