Synesthesia Waltz

Synesthesia Waltz*

The roses, being red, had to dance;
almost danced off the edge of page.

The roses, a lush centerfold, gyrated:
the same dance as always, the same

almost imperceptible dance as the
stop signs do on his drive home, or

the cuffs and collar of her housecoat,
discarded, on the bedroom floor.

None of the other colors budged but
the roses, being red, had to dance.

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* Not familiar with the basics of synesthesia? There’s a nice (brief) primer (with a great TED video!)  and lots more poetry on the subject at the dVerse link, below..

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Meeting The Bar
~ SYNESTHESIA ~
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19 thoughts on “Synesthesia Waltz

  1. Dance dance like there’s a rattler in your pants, twirl twirl like its been joined by a squirrel, spin spin with a belly fulla gin — I’m justa dancin’ fool Ron… 🙂

  2. Your poem reminded me of that old song ‘Red roses for a blue lady’, Ron, with a touch of Alice in Wonderland: `Would you tell me,’ said Alice, a little timidly, `why you are painting those roses?’ I love the link between the roses and the stop signs on the drive home – and the cuffs and collar of the housecoat. Red is for passion.

  3. We both picked red, and I love your tight couplets. We both, inevitably, picked roses, but I mentioned them in passing, and you centered your piece midst their dancing petals; good job, brother. We have been called “romantics”, a badge I wear proudly.

  4. “the same dance as the stop signs do or the cuffs and collar of her housecoat discarded, on the bedroom floor… roses, being red, had to dance” To ‘see’ red dance, what a treat
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