The Color of Music

They say there is no sound to color,

I know this is a lie.

I see music in every hue,

Hear color in every note.

The pastels of the woodwinds,

Brass bursting orange,

Operatic reds followed by a robed choir of sienna tones.

Draped in lavender,

Jimi, Prince, and George

Release purple chords:

Jimi in a haze as

George's guitar weeps

Raining down on Prince.

Dylan voice is brush strokes across a canvas sky,

Colors brighter than anything ever seen on Earth,

I hear all the colors in peaks of crescendo, and,

Valleys of pianissimo.

Sound waves intermingle with wavelengths of light,

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and violet harmonize,

The rainbow symphony composed in six frequencies,

Solfeggio chakras of six tone chants healing my soul.

White noise refracting into pink, blue, and gray,

Spaced at intervals pleasing to my ear,

Colors have many sounds.