Colouring my World


As things go on

I find that these days

Are just what they are

To me,

And so,

Now that you’re here

I can say that this love

Was a long time in coming,

It was far away

Waiting for a number

A date in dismay –

Like a dream, bubbling,

A wish of a moment, trapped,

Till it burst into air, coloured.

Be purple within its lilac charm,

Soft and silent like mauve but,

Rich with sound and fusion

That seeps through my palms as I hold you,

Tight like white light, shrieking,

Firm like sepia’s aged glaze, seeking –

Colour me with your touch,




Author: Anita Lubesh

I write poetry/prose/stories/short stories/verses for children/sketch/and have 6 chapters of a novel sitting there like that half eaten trifle in the fridge or bottle of Jack Daniels because something makes you afraid to eat it or drink... right now.. I am a proud Geordie from England's northern hemisphere and the beautiful city of Newcastle upon Tyne. I live with my lovely husband who came all the way from sunny California just for me, and my favourite animal, Bobble, our dog. I am a member of Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth and wish we could all do more, especially today, when such a lot is wrong.

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