A shimmery snail shell

What are hot? a scorching tiger flame waving in the cold wax, snow rice covered in chicken curry on chilly winter day and honey sun beaming on me while I am swimming in the indigo ocean.

What are cold? silent snowflakes gleaming onto a frozen lake, a mint ice cream melting in the sun and and purple hands of homeless man waiting for a warm home.

What are unhappy? the coldness rushing through my pale body as soon as I step outside, ice breaking rain crashing down on me as I am playing with my friends and my annoying siblings petering me to play as I am trying to relax.

What are happy? my sister finally receiving her package after 5 months of calmly waiting,exited children playing in the vast park near Shelly avenue with their best friends and a soldiers wonderful wife finally seeing her saviour after 1 year of fighting at war and saving their country.

What are light? a lemon feather from a tropical canary bird floating around in the teal sky near a beautiful jungle, Perl clouds floating calmly with a low heart beat as they sleep and a white page of a rose note book.

What are heavy? a loud beat of an Indian drums, a fossil elephant as large as the wilderness stomping around and a large weight from the back of my dads dark,damp garage.

What are shiny? a shimmery snails shell beaming in the fire sun, a canary’s golden feather waiting calmly in an unknown cave and slippery floors as the rain flys down into my wonderful home.

What are dull? a little girl alone on her dark birthday,shadows of a mysterious killer and an 80s movie.