COLOURS

Anger coloured me bright bright red
Then rage did cloak me white
So many colours, mingled, blurred
Ready now to fight

But there was no fight
For you turned quite grey
Then you bled dark red
As you fell down dead

And I stood and watched
 As your lips turned blue 
In the pale pink light 
Of that ghastly moon

And I hope you saw
Just before  you died
The kaleidescope of madness
In your crazed wife's eyes
Marion Price.
2018