My colour poem without sound
White feels fluffy and wooly like a pony in the winter
White smells fresh, clean and cold like snow clouds
ready to burst
White sounds like snow crunching beneath my feet.
Black feels jagged and rough like the face of a mountain
Black smells like freshly burnt toast
Black sounds like millions of horses stampeding towards you.
Orange is soft and delicate like the middle of a mandarin
Orange smells sour like an unripe orange
Orange sounds like a gentle swish of a goldfish's tail or
the sad crack when you snap a floppy carrot.
Friday, May 29, 2020
My colour Poem and typatone
This is my Colour poem which I then put into typatone to give it some sound. Enjoy!
Wednesday, May 13, 2020
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