Turquoise
Remember not so long ago
You asked me not to love you
With other than my body
And we laughed until the morning
Then were strangers once again
Later though you asked me
What I thought of you
And I answered with my eyes
Had I told you true
I might have frightened you away
But I guess you saw beyond them
And you did what you had to do
Turquoise
You’re the strangest shade of blue
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Neville (
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Oh this is a beautiful piece.
I had a discussion the other day about how green was turquoise.
I had to accept in the end it was blue.
tis true... am so glad you like it...
The colour of blue in your write called Turquoise gave me a walk down memory lane Neville - - a strange shade indeed when love has to be hidden - a beguiling read.
bless ya Fay.... tis a fave colour of mine and a mysterious one too in my book
Loves dance, loves game, poignant when we have to follow someone elses rules.
thank you for taking the time to check in and consider these words..
Is orange red or is it yellow?
Is turquoise blue or is it green?
Well it all depends depends on the predominant pigment. If both pigments are of equal tonal value then it could be argued that they are colours in their own right but since neither are primary colours are they really colours at all? You should see the debates on the art websites along these lines - oh the trials and tribulations of being an artist. Anyway it's a fine write Neville.
thank you Michael
A fine write N. I was gonna write something similar. Erm, I held me breath for 24 hours (???), and someone said that too: 'You're the strangest shade of blue'. Pity I can't write it now, due to a small fact - I'm dead. lol.
you are a fruit and nut case. for sure, and I am sufficiently qualified to make that judgement orchidee, but thank you for perusing both this poem and page
Love it 🙂
How very kind and much appreciated too..
Super write Neville, colours as with life can be seen differently through different peoples eyes.
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