At dVerse Grace has invited us to once again look at synesthesia, this time music as colour.
dVerse Poets – Meeting the Bar – Synesthesia
“Although I see colours in every song, it’s the artist put his (sic) heart and soul into that produce the best images.” Melissa McCracken
The Yellow Thrum The prologue for a country pastorale was a warm summer's picnic basket where the oranges dislodged and fell into the sky a new palette which walked like a bass line thrumming deep orange right down my spine a glow turning crimson with vibrations lighting up the grey neutral neural centre with a blistering violin solo so thin it caught fire across the parchment of dots to be joined in a minor key, while the coda became a sombre capitulation to the merging rainbow pulsating backbeat defibrillating my plexus in bursts of visceral orange and yellow treble cross talking me all the way to ecstatic floods of warm mood in C. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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