ROYGBIV

the voice of the sun ascending     red

with a dash of orange     in my bones

a cardinal sings     for the sky now yellow

drumming into my bed     a song bursts

through my walls     the way green

shapes a budding orchid     turning

its head to greet     a day full of promise

and yet i have known blue     breathed it in

then released     the indigo found

within uncharted depths     but at night

i still make room in my heart     for the whisper

of a violet horizon     begging me home

*Published in issue 1 of horse egg literary