Light, prism, spectrum, shorter wavelengths
Minium, niveous, russet, azure
on the contrary
I’ll pick linguistics over science any day
Will be my world
Desert rose in my arms
Till it is atrous night
I gave away all my gold
To buy all the woes
Happy prince of the world.
Tonight on Poetics, Grace has us write about use of colours & seasonal change of hues or cultural myths into our words. Here are two short poems on Spring. I am sure you’ll also choose language over quantum physics (light gives birth to the debate of particle and energy), given the colours you see over Spring.
|minium||vermilion; red lead|
Refer to this link for more unusual colour terms. My second piece is a tribute to Oscar Wild – remembering his great story of happy prince. In a sense, trees are happy prince of our world, who are reborn at every spring, by growing new leaves and all that is to give so much to the world. I hope you like contribution to this creative prompt.
For my friends on Dversepoets, the photos are from the place where I grew up – After I wrote this, I wanted to add some visual as well.