Two Colours

Blue and green should never be seen, together
In the bruised face, punched-swollen,
In the crusty scab and oozing puss from a night-time brawl,
In the purple lips and sticky phlegm of death.

But Nature's palette seen, together
In the flash of the kingfisher skimming the river bank,
In the darting mayfly and green hair-streak,
In the meadow grass and everchanging sky,
In the merging hues of the rainbow's arc,
Is divine.

Published by poetdoesarun

I started running 14 years ago to help manage anxiety and depression and found the endorphins helped me in another write my sermons for Sunday.... and then inspiration came for poetry. A Christmas present 2017 was a book by Jo Bell, challenging the reader to write a poem a week for a year. This blog showcases these and other poems composed on the run.

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