color tones

if jazz is blue, then
blues play cerulean

rock & roll thumps a
loudly violent violet

rap taps bold blood,
so immodestly garnet

country music waxes
into mellow marigold

gospel soothes with its
rich emerald harmony

while classical sounds
notably black & white


Synesthesia is a neurological phenomenon in which stimulation of one sense leads to automatic, involuntary experiences of a second one.  Seeing music as colors is one form of synesthesia.  (recent prompt by Grace at dVerse poets)

27 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. memadtwo's avatar memadtwo
    Dec 04, 2020 @ 13:25:09

    I can see them. And they seem to be dancing…(K)

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  2. Grace's avatar Grace
    Dec 04, 2020 @ 11:28:42

    I so agree with your colors on country music and gospel sounds. Thanks for joining in.

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  3. Xan's avatar Xan
    Dec 04, 2020 @ 10:26:56

    The alliteration adds another level of synaesthetics, I think. A masterful effort.

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  4. Ingrid's avatar Ingrid
    Dec 04, 2020 @ 01:20:28

    Great depiction of all the colours in different shades of music – lovely!

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  5. triciasankey's avatar Tricia Sankey
    Dec 03, 2020 @ 23:59:31

    I agree with these lines,
    “country music waxes
    into mellow marigold,”
    I enjoyed the musical genres paired with colors!

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  6. rothpoetry's avatar rothpoetry
    Dec 03, 2020 @ 21:12:12

    I love your poem as it lays out sounds and colors. I never thought about before, but classical music really is black and white in many different ways!

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  7. Rhea Johnson's avatar Rhea Johnson
    Nov 12, 2020 @ 23:19:16

    Enjoyed this poem…interesting associations with colour. Tells a lot in a few words šŸ™‚

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  8. Eugi's avatar -Eugenia
    Nov 07, 2020 @ 08:27:42

    I love how you tied in colors with music.

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  9. yassy's avatar yassy
    Nov 06, 2020 @ 19:11:16

    Beautiful poetry!

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  10. Lucy's avatar Lucy
    Nov 06, 2020 @ 17:12:56

    Beautifully penned, and some of what you associate are colors I’ve never could have imagined them being in (in my mind’s eye). It’s so fascinating and intriguing to see how others perceive the same object in entirely different ideas. For instance, when you think of jazz as blue, I see it as a dark patterned red. How incredible is that?

    Such an excellent poem. I enjoyed reading it.

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