Last month I spoke about The Colour Connection and on looking back I can’t help but reflect how much colours are like families. I looked at a simple thought and applied it to life; it became complicated. It is the blending that creates the new and that process is complicated, but the rewards are plentiful. How wonderful to see the differences evolve and how difficult it then becomes to choose favourites. Instead, we widen our perspective because each and every new colour has its own personality, its own appeal yet the origin is shared giving it an extra edge, an emotional one. Pity we can’t see other humans in the same manner.
The fascination of colour is still with me. More so this month than last month as I have felt off-colour, not Covid but my immune system is taking a definite hit. Strangely and perhaps wrongly my own words brighten my outlook. My words reflect what I see, and I see that complicated is best achieved by simplicity. Look at Nature. With a deft hand, the resulting mixtures are incredibly beautiful and most of all, their own entity. All it takes is three primary colours – blue, red, and yellow and from there we build. Simple is best if you want to create the complicated but what do I mean by complicated? Depth? Emotions?
Having established the primary colours, I couldn’t help wanting to give The Secondary or what I refer to as The Offspring words of their own. Blue and yellow become green, red and yellow become orange, and then we have blue and red turning our world purple. How amazing is that process when we look at the skies at sunset, at lava flowing or any forest?
From these simple thoughts, I went a little mad. Perhaps that is the reason I called the poetry book this comes from – Emotions in Evolution. Stayed tuned for The Mix or what I think of as the resulting generation next month.
The Secondary – The Offspring
Green, green, nature’s might.
Lemon-skinned lime with an olive bite.
Apple streaks, emerald lights
of harmony and nurturing sights,
and legacies of honoured heights.
Nature cleanses so humans survive
the poison to our breathing
that growls, harshly seething
as green velvet keeps us alive.
In return we lack appreciation
and the beauty we abound in
shows a depreciation,
an almost unearthly sin.
Superb sunset and
Orange is flamboyant,
a hostess for nature’s
more excitable moments.
Desert stone takes on a fiery
standing proud in
Fire glow and heat provider
fuelling volcanic tempers
changing adventurous rumblings
into exhibitionist explosions.
You feed red; you ignore green
but peach softens your reaction
while proud amber seeks
jewelled superficial satisfaction
and is blind to the power of blue.
Communication is on your terms,
opportunist confidence only too true.
Purple, you tell a story
with richness and splendour.
From mystic amethyst gracing
the human with glory
to the majesty of deep magenta
and the violet stained-glass placing.
Purple, you inspire the imagination.
Yet with an arrogant stance
your hues turn into deluded grandeur
fraught with pompous, cynical corruption
until deep spirituality asks for a dance
and you forgive the immature.
In fields of flowers, lilac dwells
with heather hills in competition.
The lavender evening sky stakes a claim
then sunset’s royal shade preens and swells.
Dignified, it allows evening succession
from the mauve palette to dark plum fame.
See you next time,
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