Colour Poem: Untitled

By Yuri

Written as part of We're Writing to Say

Red is the chilli in dry noodles
Feels like its hot and spicy on my tongue
Looks like juice in a seed
Tastes of fire in my mouth
Reminds me of hot weather, in my home in Thailand.

Green is the grass in my backyard
Feels soft, like a sofa
Looks like it’s moving with the wind
Tastes normal
Reminds me of snow angels

Blue is the sea water in the morning
Feels like sand scratching my skin
Looks like waves falling
Tastes of hot chips and cold chips
In the water, it tastes salty
Reminds me of when I swim with my friends
Jumping into the waves.

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