‘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.
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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.
What an excellent set of colors… you must have great music around you.
Thx so much, Björn!
I really appreciate the feedback 🙂
This is really beautiful
Thanks, Swayam, that is very kind of you 🙂
It was a lot of fun to write, actually!
Hi David, I was really impressed by your Quadrille so I myself have written a quadrille and have dedicated it to you (and Lord Byron) . Do give it a read.
To be honest, your English is very hard to understand. But I’m enjoying reading the comments. Best of luck sir.
Heheheh. I guess that there is something for everyone! 😀
How do you do that🤷
with a dictionary 🙂 📚
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.
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.’
Yes, thank you so much , David.
you’re so right! I almost called this
It is a good title, makes you count your blessings.
I just changed the title because of your comment, Angela 🙂
No way, David. Your original title makes one appreciate either, besides, one may lead to the other 🙂
well, this way it could be any of the three 😀
Oh. My. God. I LOVE this one!!!
Well then! I guess my work here is done 🤡
Ahahaha please stop with the scary clown faces 😅😂😆🤓
Seriously the poem is amazing though. Just gorgeous. 🤩🙌🙏💛
Great content 🙂 Thank you
Thank you for the kind remark 🙂 , Brooke and Danielle!
And a nice use of the palette it is!
Thanks so much, Rivr.
Great poem, David! I love colors, and you named so many of them! Your poem is a veritable kaleidoscope! A unique love poem, very effective! ❤ have a wonderful weekend!
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 🙂