Challenge
Describe a flower garden, but do not use any color adjectives (i.e., don't use descriptive words like red, yellow, green).
Ideas: Tell me how your body senses the garden? How does red feel? What is yellow? Imagine how it would feel to step into a flower garden without eyesight, then explain it to me. Get visceral...describe the scene either directly or indirectly. Be creative. :)
Or go totally metaphorical with it. Think outside the box. Oh, and make it a micro-poem, too.
Have fun!
Winter
Winter has come and beauty has died on the vine
Under my feet the sound of crumpled leaves
With my touch an old rose becomes nothing more than dust
The colours once vibrant have lost their hue
Awaiting a kiss from the sun
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