Winter colours

Poetry
Three women in a room.
Three shades of Beige and Black.
It is winter in an European land.

Where have all the colours gone?
Why are our clothes so stark?

The reds, the greens.
The blues, that Gelb.
What made us put them away?
Just when we needed them the most.

Outside the skies are grey.
Hanging low and closed.
The trees are black.
Shorn of their leaves.
The days are short. Dark before four.

The winter landscape 
Black or grey 
and beige.
Sad.

Ladies why not put on some colours 
that chase these blues away?

Reds that warm. 
Oranges and pinks
Greens and yellows 
Bring them out.

Bring them out.
Bring them out.
Now.
Please.
🙂

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