Red

       from MindBodyGreen
from MindBodyGreen

Red reminds me of spices and cultures,

red curry from India,

alive with flavor,

red peppers mixed with Ethiopian lamb,

bursting with heat,

the spice dealer in Hong Kong,

crowded streets, firecrackers at night,

culture and people alive,

sometimes paprika, sweeter than the heat,

Morocco, and couscous.

Red also reminds me of my true love,

Her figure in red dresses, her soft kisses.

H’mm maybe I should buy her that long red dress,

draped in elegance,

then we could go dancing!

kicking off shoes,

red is vibrant and alive!

 Red Dress

Poetry © Copyright 2014, nicodemasplusthree

White and Brown

Two Hands

There is no such thing as a white person,

if I hold a white piece of paper in the mirror,

I am not white, I’m a lighter shade of brown,

with a few drops of pink mixed in.

some are beige or tan,

some are a medium brown,

and some are dark, but all are beautiful,

and white is only beautiful, if next to other colors,

like snowflakes against a night sky.

Adam and Eve never had any prejudice,

help us God, to feel connected to one another,

from the same source,

interrelated,

human beings,

infused with color.

A beautiful rainbow family with twin girls.
A beautiful rainbow family with twin girls.

 

Poetry © Copyright 2014, nicodemasplusthree

The Beauty of Brown

From Brides.com
From Brides.com

I love your beautiful brown skin,

so rich, so soft,

next to mine,

next to my paleness.

I love it when you wear,

brown clothing, mixed with tan,

with a little bit of red, or green,

deep earth colors, blended,

sometimes surrounded by gold.

That hat reminds me of coffee,

next to your skin,

dark roasted, aroma.

I love the smell of coffee….

(ok, time to close the curtains now…).

 

Cup of Coffee

Poetry © Copyright 2014, nicodemasplusthree