White,
twisting,
writhing,
flashing.
Black,
sizzling,
scorching,
smiling.
Red,
faith,
courage,
blood.
Yellow
bright,
hopeful,
dreaming.
Blue
bubbling,
pushing,
pulsing.
Colour me
a turning rainbow
sensational
essence
life.
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Shawn L. Bird 
Hello, teacher!
Do you have lively bunch of children to keep more than busy?
I do. At the moment they’re busy making poems from song lyrics. 🙂
Music an very old way of telling a story..
The possibilities of colourful poems are endless!
“A turning rainbow”. I like that phrase very much. But I am so tempted to say, “It’s a good turn of phrase”.