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Red, Orange, Yellow, Blue
Twisting
dancing
reaching up high
grasping at the air
eating everything at their feet
moving freely
out of control
leaving destruction behind
Red, Orange, Yellow, Blue

Very nice poem, as are the others you submitted! I particularly like this one. It evokes images of Mardi Gras or Bacchanalian festivity despite the destructive nature of the dancers.

thank you The dancers are flames