The Colour of Life
Soft swirls of afternoon greys dance across fine lines of evening clouds, full and white, as they carry their bounty across the blue-sky tint dressing in red shade. Pink and Greys frolic in the green leaves of trees hiding brown possums awakening from their days. Corella’s, black and yellow, fill the sky seeking nourishment as the warm glow of an egg yolk sunset, and a rising mist turns to haze. The mountains bear white snows weight and the deep reds of a sunset casts its orange beauty across the summit in a blaze.
Shifting the power of a scarlet pen, I sit back and watch as blue shifts to white in the sunset dense sky, pushing further into view is the dark hues of blacks and blues sneaking in to consume the day, and from the grey of broken clay beckons the call of Peacocks and hens, their green silvery tails on display attract the call of wild ducks too, with their tails shimmering gold trim, and their breasts of blue.
I sit back in my chair and take in the view. Old mother Raven, with her large yellow eyes surrounding pink hues, watches and waits to gather yellow seed for her chicklets too. Fairy Wrens in bloom, all reds and blues, hop through the Peacocks collecting their dues, before they return to their nests in the green swords, swaying in fine evening dew. Their straw interwoven between each leaf becomes home to the masses that live in the reeds.
Grey rats, green frogs, some of them brown, black snakes and quolls white streaked and reflective dots own the ground, broken and dry, grey from the imposing drought. Wrens and Kookaburra’s, Raven’s and Hawkes, Corella’s and Parrot’s retire to their squats, and out on the lake one cocky rat plays, ducking and diving beneath blue waves, back stroking idly at the ending day, gives way to deep blue blacks silvery stars and a full moons white moons ray.
Colour surrounds me in every way, every day. I see, feel it, wear it, love it. I make choices for nail polish be pink, purple or red, I choose what colours to wear from my toes to my head. I see colour in everything that I do, but most of all colour brightens my world and my choices express who I am, not just what I do.