Darren White Poet Free verse

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The Sound of Seven

You ask me what I see
How can I tell you the sky is red
Large strokes of blood color the sea
Collide with a firm horizon

You ask me what I hear
How can I explain what I hear is
what I see, swirls in myriad colors
and music dance before me

You look in wonder
and ask me if I speak in tongues
or metaphors. I don't, this is
what it is. Sound dances, colors are heard

The sky is red, your voice hesitates
between yellow and blue, your mood
orchestrates its color. Your questions
uncertain dark in my confusion.

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July 20, 2017
Copyright © Darren White

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Freddie Robinson Jr. August 1, 2017 at 2:51 PM Very deep and thoughtful poem, Darren. Seven is God's number for perfection. The sound of perfection suits this poem's aspirations just right. Lovely thinking person's poem. Love and joy always.

Ram R. V. July 21, 2017 at 7:08 PM Your title echoes Francis Thompson. So does your imagery. A nice composition, Darren. Keep it up! Ram Darren White July 22, 2017 at 1:41 AM Is it? I didn't know... Now I will have to look it up :) Thank you!

White Wolf July 21, 2017 at 12:25 AM Also 13X777=10101. The mathematical Awen Darren White July 21, 2017 at 9:30 AM Awensome ;)

White Wolf July 21, 2017 at 12:24 AM Synesthesia! Bran and I were talking about this last night! Wonderfully colourful words you have smited! Darren White July 21, 2017 at 9:30 AM Synaesthesia yes, I am a synesthete, so is Greg. Are you or Bran too?

Lisa Ricci July 20, 2017 at 10:15 AM PS - I have one thing to say and it is "Yabba Dabba Doo" (ha ha ha and ha again) he he Darren White July 20, 2017 at 10:17 AM LOL Lisa :D That's a joke for us insiders ;)

Maria Williams July 20, 2017 at 8:20 AM Number 7 is my favorite number, red is my favorite colour, i see this is a beautiful poem and a perfect title. Great work my friend...Maria Darren White July 20, 2017 at 8:56 AM Thank you :)

Akkina Downing July 20, 2017 at 8:08 AM It's beautiful!!! Spectacular job Darren and I love the title too :) Darren White July 20, 2017 at 8:26 AM Thank you! I am happy you like the title!

Tim Smith July 20, 2017 at 7:06 AM Beautiful. It had me thinking of songs and colors and then the old mood rings that changed colors based on emotions. Darren White July 20, 2017 at 8:26 AM Yeah, I know what you mean, and I like that a lot :)

Gregory Richard Barden July 20, 2017 at 7:03 AM ... and seven is my favorite number, (it is usually aqua for me). :-) Darren White July 20, 2017 at 8:10 AM Dark blue for me :D hahaha Oh, and it sounds like a high pitched tweet of a bird!

Gregory Richard Barden July 20, 2017 at 7:02 AM This is wonderful, my friend ... very expressive and visual. I have something called synesthesia, and I see music, math, letters sometimes, as color, and this poem brought a bit of insight to that, (at least for me). I have perfect and relative pitch as well, and unfortunately both things have been more of a curse than a blessing, (both related to my OCD). It's not that way for everyone, thankfully, just "oddballs" like me, lol. ;-) LOVED this one! Gregory Richard Barden July 20, 2017 at 7:31 AM So COOL - thanks so much! Darren White July 20, 2017 at 7:13 AM Hey. I have synaesthesia too. I'll mail you my real 7 poem. That didn't survive soup formatting. ... but mail works fine

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart July 20, 2017 at 6:08 AM I totally get it, profoundly written sweet P, fave and hugs! Darren White July 20, 2017 at 8:24 AM Thanks mo :D Also for the fav!

Lisa Ricci July 20, 2017 at 5:41 AM Good Afternoon Darren. I logged in for a few moments before getting the day started. Allow me to say. You ask me what I see, I see poetry. You ask me what I hear I hear poetic expressions that touch the heart and soul. You may utilize the color red for confusion. I see it with emotion that fills this entry. You do The Mighty Free Verse proud. Excellent in every poetic way. Have a wonderful afternoon. Darren White July 20, 2017 at 8:17 AM Thanks Lisa :) It's cool, isn't it? And you too, have a wonderful afternoon my friend!