she figured started in the womb
rewiring so optic nerve twisted to see only grey
in shades no other did
breaking of synapses
so colour was a sullen, absent thing
in womb,
where she began to write
her mime’s book of enchantments
to be read out loud;
where strangeness
crept in and
formed twin to her
translucent self . . .
with money saved from
growing sprouts; forgoing bread
she bought a set of
water colour pencils
150 nestled in decorative tin
and she painted herself
shades of lavender until
smell pomaded her soul
coloured rustle of leaves
a vernal multitude
she left but one shadow
drawn outline in twilight
safe haven for
translucent twin
and in that moment, she
saw world without
prismatic shades of grey
glimpse of solid self
perhaps now
Xara of infinite possibilities
mlmm writing prompt 211 stories x 5: topic; name; flower; sound; expression
(c) Lorraine
Lorraine's frilly freudian slip 
June 15, 2017 at 11:13 pm
I love this. Seeing in colour. Your poem has the affect of Dorothy seeing the munchkin land in color for the first time. But instead she sees it in her watercolour pencil portraits. Lovely.
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June 14, 2017 at 12:24 pm
Excellent💝💜
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June 14, 2017 at 8:22 pm
Thank you. These are fun prompts to do.
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June 15, 2017 at 2:17 am
They are 😉
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June 13, 2017 at 6:35 pm
You’ve written wonderfully well Loraine. I thought this was a good challenge and I know I found it a fun write. When I saw you used lavender in your poem I remembered recently being given a fabric softener recipe using Epsom salts, baking soda and lavender oil…I put it in my washing when I did my bed sheets…this week I’ve tried it out..its supposed to relax you and allow for better sleep, I’m not sure about that as yet, but it sure makes the lying in bed pleasant.
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June 13, 2017 at 11:48 pm
Lavender is supposed to have calming and relaxing properties. Like sleeping in a meadow.
Home made fabric softener — what a neat idea.
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June 13, 2017 at 11:49 pm
I’m that sort of guy…I make my own spray and wipe as well😀
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June 13, 2017 at 11:51 pm
Very environmentally friendly — and economically minded as well.
We have trouble with scents, so lavender on the sheets is out. So is scented cleaners. We are indeed a stink-less (or stinky?) bunch.
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June 13, 2017 at 11:53 pm
I know some people are that way. One friend I know has to use soap with no scent.
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June 13, 2017 at 11:59 pm
That’s me: unscented everything from laundry through body lotion. I get headaches, rashes, well, not nice stuff. I am bothered if someone has scented items too close to me. Locker room at the Y can be troublesome. At least the soap dispensers there use unscented, environmentally better soaps.
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June 14, 2017 at 12:01 am
Well your a real fun time girl. Guess perfume was never a gift😀
But I do know how debilitating all that must be.
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June 14, 2017 at 12:02 am
Oh, the horrors of perfumed gifts! Guess I never was a real fun time girl, lol.
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June 14, 2017 at 12:12 am
I’m sure made up for it in other ways.
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June 14, 2017 at 12:24 am
A blushing emoji with big grin and wink, wink, nod, nod.
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June 14, 2017 at 12:49 am
Just as I thought 😂
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June 14, 2017 at 7:35 am
Oh my, just don’t tell. And the envelope is in the mail, or do you take PayPal for bribery payments.
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June 14, 2017 at 8:15 am
My lips can be sealed..
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June 13, 2017 at 5:46 pm
(((((((Lorraine)))))))))))
Well done – bravo and well done.
Seeing colour as sullen – absent – beautiful, evocative – haunting
she began to write her mime book of enchantments? – gorgeous – damn it – I wish I owned that “magic” – to phrase and capture in this way – but then, your words are your magic, unique – but the combinations – ALWAYS stop me dead – DEAD in my tracks and leave me wondering, breathless, curious, enchanted, blown away – even if I have to walk down a dark, shadowy alley, where god knows what waits – but still, I will walk …..
150 nestled – ahh …. promise ….
painted herself shades of lavender – until she pomaded her soul – damn damn damn! perfect!
she left but one shadow
drawn outline in twilight
safe haven for
translucent twin
infinite possibilities – YES!
I’m TOTALLY blown away –
from start to finish – this totally rocks me – I love it – be proud, my friend, be totally proud and give yourself a well deserved smile and hug …..
and you KNOW I’m not just trouncing words here – you know I mean what the hell I say ….. so yeah, you rock it – each time, – to thine own self be true – just as you must and need to –
❤❤❤❤❤❤
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June 14, 2017 at 7:39 am
I am taking a bow and patting myself on the back at the same time.
Sometimes lines float into my peripheral mind like milkweed parachutes, lodging long enough to be recorded.
Yves prompts provide interesting perspectives to play with — although this didn’t start it’s arduous journey, it’s birth, as a response to her stories by 5.
I have 24 watercolour pencils still sitting, clean, unused in their box. Time I got colouring myself shades of summer. It’s hotter than July around here.
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June 14, 2017 at 11:03 pm
Good – you should take a bow and pat yourself on the back more often! :)
Sometimes lines float into my peripheral mind like milkweed parachutes, lodging long enough to be recorded.
ahhh that is such a delicious, rich and gorgeous sentiment, perfectly worded :) you totally rock!
LOL@the watercolour pencils …. I do the same thing, I love the orderly fashion and perfect colour hue wash/play – doesn’t matter if it’s crayons or markers or whatever – I just love sitting with them – it’s part denial and fear of course, but heh, maybe one day ….
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