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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Violet it pours, sinuous swirl into the glass, Rich in darkest ruby amethyst lavender glory, Lower left in France, Bordeaux, Chateau Margaux, Floral wine that hides you from almost everything; It even smells like violets. Indigo Children are wrapped in that aura, New Age thinking; are they protected from evil? Blue was their name, was their car, their house at the end of the street. They sheltered in silence; kids never answered in school, Their father seemed mute, the mother spoke two words to me The one time I was in their hushed house - a big room with cool air, The children slowly orbiting the parents like faint, cold little moons. Green river rushes screened me from the world When I was river-swimming young. Yellow, the color of cowardice and hot stars. I'm a coward - nobody's ever done anything to me; You haven't, but a part of me will always hide from you, Even if it had to go to the far side of the sun. Orange was the giant pumpkin long ago, My full body mask for Halloween, A lair behind the dark face, Watching trick-or-treaters approach. At their closest, I would roar at them, A true if momentary spooking. Red was my friend's truck when I was seventeen. Out with my brother and his buddy, the four of us, autumn night fun. Steering broken, hit telephone pole guy wire, Pulled the pole down on the truck; smash. Silence, no movement, then my brother said, "I'm okay." Other two not talking, more red from my brother's friend. I ran to nearby house, ambulance came, My friend's neck broken, my brother's friend dead. No camouflage for me with this red. I wish I could go back in time and remove it from my rainbow. March 24, 2017
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