Poem: Color Octopus

Color Octopus

I know an octopus.
He can be a million colors.
Most of the time he is brain-pink, swimming
through the cold, turquoise sea.
When he swims behind an orange rock,
he changes to an old, moldy, speckled tangerine.
In the deep end of the sea, he turns black like ink.
When the lantern fish comes along, with his
neon-yellow spot-light, he hides behind the
seaweed, tall and waving, tentacles turning
pickle-green.
The octopus is cool.

- written by Zoe, July 8 2009