Numbers Are
One is pale blue
soft and smooth
it is cool to touch
but not quite cold
deeper blue is two
a bit of yellow
not quite as smooth
not quite as cool
three yellow becomes
with a little blue
with a texture you can feel
and cool no longer is
four is green
with little yellow there
growing warm to the touch
a welcome feeling now
Green is five
full of life
comforting near
safe it feels
six still green
a touch of red
rich and full
warmer still
seven a deeper red
just to touch a green
growing darker to be seen
growing warmer still
eight muddy is
rich and dark
colored not at all
becoming something else
nine is not
fully red
a touch of green still
beginning to be hot
Copyright © William Kofoed | Year Posted 2019
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