Red is a Farmall Tractor
sitting tall and proud
Yellow sun glistens off
the hood as the engine
below sends blue flame
up the stack / with a crack
For me, it has to be
a red Farmall M
No green John Deere will do
An orange Allis Chalmers
just makes me spew
Red takes me back
to days gone by
Riding high on that seat
Feeling the sun on my head
and all that power beneath me
Today at d’Verse we are trying a new form of poetry. Synesthesia is a neurological phenomenon in which stimulation of one sense leads to automatic, involuntary experiences of a second one. There are over 80 types of synesthesia described by science. Nearly every combination of sensory experiences or cognitive concepts is possible.
Seeing music as colors is one form of synesthesia. Perceiving letters as personalities is another one, or seeing numbers in color. Even hearing colors or touching smells. Today I am writing as Red being the color of vintage Farmall tractors that I drove in my teen years on the farm.
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