Joyride.

From a vantage point atop a hill, I watch the sky,
glorious bands of colour somehow penetrate my eyes.

Red burns fiercely, adoration intense,
Orange glows brightly, tireless zest.
Yellow quickly diffuses, refreshingly bright,
Green slowly settles, soothingly light.
Blue fades to indigo, threatening dark,
Violet takes over, imperiously stark.

From a vantage point atop a hill, I breathe a sigh,
glorious bands of colour slowly fading from my eyes.

‘Joyride’
August 19, 2007
© Chloe J. Spencer (a.k.a me, Lisa Fraser)

Posted on August 19, 2007 at 7:07 pm by Lisa. Categories: Poetry.

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