Amber Green [Nonsense Poem]

Amber green

And bottle tops,

The silence of night falls;

Blueish red

With angels’ tongues,

Plus stooped in words of fools

 

That tone of voice

A man might speak,

Or Nightingale sing,

For pennies that fall from the sky;

The carbon in a ring

 

Potato white,

Ash-wintertime,

Forgetting streets of rouge;

Chocolate orange,

Think nylon strings,

A seaside ‘painted luge’

 

Seven bicycles,

With fifteen wheels,

And orange far-fetched drivers,

For rainbows springing from the sea;

The breath of deep-sea divers

 

Friendship pink

And tail of sphinx,

While the meadows run;

Island yellow,

Canaries are free,

So down lazes the son

The End

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