After going through a tough experience over the last year I lost a lot of weight, having always been known for wearing very dark or neutral colors, one of the first things I bought was a new pair of salmon colored pants. Of course that started a trend of becoming brighter!
You left me in a very dark place
decidedly on my own.
In a place devoid of colour
you told me to find my way.
I couldn’t see anything initially
everything looked the same.
Couldn’t make out shapes or landmarks
in that dismal state of grey.
The first things I began to recognize
were my old friends black and white.
Stringent and strict in this or that
I began to order chaos.
Slowly I dipped my brush into buckets
and started flinging them onto walls.
To see what it looked like, if any of it fit
if this was how I wanted to live.
The first shade I chose was a very deep red
and I let it run down the walls.
Bleeding onto the floor,
it began to overtake the room.
Next was green, jealousy,
there’s nothing poetic about that.
Funny though by definition
something green is not yet grown.
Yellow, next on the colour wheel
open and brightly determined.
Changing the entire shape
and look and feel of the room.
Now it was getting messy in there
as the colours were starting to blur.
I picked up the next can and threw it at the wall
covering all that was there.
The colour was blue, calm and cool
and suddenly I felt at ease.
But I needed something within that deep blue sea
to contrast the quiet and calm.
I put all the buckets on a spinning wheel
in the center of the room.
Turned it on and stood there
and let the rainbow wash over me.