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All of my blog posts, so far, have consisted of stories of
parenthood and like situations. I find it therapeutic to share the funny
stories and heartwarming tales. They are my endless source of entertainment and
sometimes the foundation of my uncertainties. But, woven between those adventures are my efforts
to be a writer. Parenthood is only a third of my blog title, so today I wanted
to focus on the “Pen & Paper” side.
When one of my writing teachers asked us to describe a color,
I chose the color that always intrigued me. It's a basic exercise, but I wanted to share this with you. I selected a color that expresses and
represents countless objects, emotions & fantasies.
Red Is Within Me
I am a cardinal,
brilliantly coated in red, entering your line of sight. I breeze by and perch in a nearby Oak Tree. Enveloped by leaves proudly boasting
versions of rust, garnet, and crimson. Each leaf a composition of splendor.
Engrossed in this tidal wave of splendor, you are distracted from the flamboyant
energy around you. I fly away, jealous that I have lost your attention.
I’m the first thing
you notice as you grab the crisp, Pink Lady Apple from your pack. I am the suggestion of sweetness you enjoy as
the juices excite your taste buds and moisten your sunburned lips. Embers
flash, as I hover in the breeze.
Everyone gathers around my flames, all eyes are captivated, waiting with
anticipation to view Mother Nature’s canvas.
You unconsciously
touch me, a stain caused by a night of too much merlot and dancing. I have been
forever present, set from years of drying. I am a lover’s kiss, placed on your
swollen lips. I am the painful, vibrant memories of ignited passion. A tidal
wave that rises from your core, causing a fire where there is no escape.
I flush your cheeks.
Your ruddy hands attempt to cool the heated skin, but I am also the embarrassment
that makes it impossible to end. Anger, my other half, is close behind. I am flashes
of unwanted words that escape with regret. I am the scarlet on your nails as
they dig deep, holding onto hope.
I am the crimson memories.
Seeping in visions of the darkness pooled around the wound. I am a color so
intense, you are afraid I’m real.
What color is within
you?
Now that is what I wanted to see. I have to honestly say that I was a little confused as to the blog writing style and I really didn't see it working. That being said Jen...You can write girl. I am so glad that you shared this piece. I understand that we don't usually share that type of vocab and imagery, but I am so happy to see that you have that in you. I'm proud of you. If you ever want, I have a friend named David K. Gibson. He has written thousands of stories, articles and has been Editor in Chief of several national magazines. He is who my son is named after. Would be a great connection for you if you ever want to go that route for pointers on the industry or possibly a way to contribute to publications. Just a thought.
ReplyDeleteI think I may be filled with many colors! Depending on where I am in my journey. Sometimes I think the most common being green. I loved the way you explain yours. I think I may benefit from this writing exercise. Any guidelines?
ReplyDeleteThank you for reading this! I agree...I believe our "colors" change as we make our journey. The only advice/guidelines was to write that the color lived with YOU. Write and read what you wrote....then dig deep into yourself to find the true meaning. Then re-read........and dig deeper.
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