#PoeticAnswers 30 – If You Could Invent A New Colour, What Would It Look Like?

A colour that looks like the smell of coffee,
Moving from dull to bright with increased exposure,
Still but swirling, dark but milky,
A bittersweet shade for the morning.

A colour that looks like the taste of water,
Clear and unimposing, clean and dull,
Something cold but refreshing,
Nothing with a hint of something.

A colour that looks like the sound of night,
Brooding stillness and streetlight buzz,
Faintly hinting of distant brightness,
Indistinct and iridescent as your eylids close.

A colour that looks like the touch of a lover,
Sometimes warm, sometimes cold,
Violent and vibrant, or sometimes mellow,
Inconsistent, like a rainbow of skin.

Question from Michael Clark from Facebook

#PoeticAnswers 29 – Where Do Butterflies Sleep?

He woke in the spring.
He did not feel beautiful.
He cried and took wing.

His chrysalis gone,
Warm summer grass became bed,
Clinging on, he slept.

Leaves fell with autumn,
The grass wilted and skies greyed,
He was left homeless.

Tired, he sought refuge.
A crevice, a bed of stone.
Then the winter came.

Question from Lucero I. from Facebook