Apples, rose petals, cloths waved for bulls
Carpet walked on by celebrities.
The flowers worn by people remembering
Those fallen, the blood from their wounds
Tangerines, carrots, marigolds
Her long, frizzy hair.
Not red nor yellow,
The fruits crush beneath my teeth
Lemons, stars, daffodils
The moon and sun.
I suck on the butterscotch,
Relishing the honeyish taste
Grass in summer, four-leafed luck
Leaves on the trees,
Not yet fallen.
The signal to go, go, go!
Oceans, eyes, swimming pools
It laps at my feet as I stand on the sand,
Salt stinging my face from the wind
Sent by the sky above.
Lilacs, orchinds, so many hues
The sky at sunrise and sunset,
Layered with colours,
Has the shade of plums.
Candy hearts, gum, my favourite ball dress
Make-up on her face.
The sweet icing on cakes and cookies,
So light and sugary.
Nightmares, goth, licorice
At twelve o'clock midnight,
Dots of bright pierce
Dizzying dark
Vanilla, cotton, wool off sheep
Wisps of cloud dancing among the sky.
The whipped cream on top of
A stack of flapjacks.
The colours of the Earth
Sky, ocean, and ground
Are so numerous and beautiful
Only a fool would claim to match it.
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UKUL Writes Poetry
PoetryI love to write poetry. So, when I was cleaning out my computer, I found this and decided to put it on Wattpad. All of these were written straight from the heart. Let me know what you think! THIS STORY IS COMPLETED (FOR NOW)
