Philip Burton 09/02/2008 a villanelle As I am red-green colour-blind - or 'colour challenged' be it said - you think that I'll be left behind when a palette of hues, unkind as lofty autumn's, shows its head. As I am red-green colour-blind you think that russets must incline to show me nothing much instead? You think that I'll be left behind. But in my canopy of mind bright green communicates as red. As I am red-green colour-blind I can see olive green enshrined in pale brown that, to you, is dead. You think that I'll be left behind by October leaves, yet I find beauty down that same path you tread. As I am red-green colour-blind you think that I'll be left behind. Published on poetrymonthly.com magazine in November 06.