Hues disperse as they run away from me. Vermilion, long abandoned, laughs in the distance. The brothers Crimson and Maroon stand together, forming an image of a bleeding heart, but the Blood soon runs out. Whoever made the mistake of attributing Red to love never understood what it meant to be angry. The Cardinal flies to catch its fleeting bird while Scarlet looks on as her lover flees Tara. Bloodshot eyes amid alcohol's Blush fail to numb Rosy cheeks. The sunset reveals brief Magenta as it fades, first into Lavender, then into the arms of Ultramarine and Navy.
She smiles under a Turquoise light, satisfied that her Cerulean dreams no longer include me. Eyes, Azure in mood, though not in color, stare right through the indignance of a shade lost between Blue and Violet. The effective absence of Indigo reveals my ultimate fate: lost and alone under the cold stars of Cobalt, whose lights are too far away to provide warmth.
Fade to Black.
12 comments:
Very nice. I like this impressionist’s palette as a pantheon of personal gods. You begin with the chromatic equivalent of the Doppler effect and end in a cold lonely universe — quite a ride in two short technicolor paragraphs.
nice. colorful post jeff...enjoy the twinkle in the cobalt blue...
I've always questioned red for love too. It's opposite is green, the ultimate feeling of being a ground for healthy growth, the realization of the possibilities of love. The red is the anger at finding oneself needing, thus expecting others to supply the water for the seed.
I always wondered anout Scarlet TANagers, too.
This was absolutely beautiful.
I believe there are certain people who can perceive words and emotions in terms of colours. It would be interesting to see whether they saw love as being red and whether all those people who had this ability attributed the same colour to the same emotion.
Nice prose. That's all I have to say about that.
If you are going to "paint with words", I like it better when you use actual colors. :) I think that love vascillates between red and black through all the color spectrum.
interesting
i like 'azure in mood'
Have you been reading the crayon box again?
Love the line about about the meaning of red, love and anger! Stands out! Way to use the word brush!
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Jeff, I am hoping that your blog is not adding my comments automatically! As I am perusing this section, soon it will appear I am stalking your blog with comments. In my defense, you suggested I read this section! In yours, glad I did.
Eyes, Azure in mood, though not in color, stare right through the indignance of a shade lost between Blue and Violet.
Reminds me of some things I have written. But yours is better!
Red can mean so many things, I find. A confusing colour, like us.
great post. very colorful.
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