The other side of light

She believed in the color white,
   the smoothness of a coconut
   milk bath, beneath the bone-moon,
crisp with fresh light.

Apricot slices, untouched, on a porcelain
plate, full glass of pinot grigio
and an unread letter sat on her grandmother's
vanity .

The envelope read:
   Ma cherie

She didn't believe in red,
   the smoothness of a rose
   petal bath, beneath the blood-sun,
hot with ripe steam.

Apple cores, brown with air
in the wastebasket, wilted
kleenexs and a broken hell
on the bathroom floor.

And she cried:
   Mon cherie!

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

The opposition in this piece is what really makes it work...the juxtaposition between colors, as well as between the sun and the moon. You always bite off such large chunks of language and conceptual idealism in your writing; upon leaving a piece of yours, I am always provoked in thought to think (and look) at things a little differently, if only for a while. Well done...

[eglantine]

Thanks for reading; I am glad you enjoyed it

[~Beautiful Dreamer~]

This is really really good!!

[Androglossia]

The intro and the finale. Very effective and very well done!

[Balkaran Sidhu]

colorful i wud say :p ...nice blending of colors...and the little story in here...

[Emily B]

the colors grabbed me and held me close

[bob, small b. aka invs]

this is a still life painting created with words. vivid and real. and a story waiting to be told. lovely writing.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Great usage of certain fruits to express certain emotions. Nicely done.

[ChemicalMadness]

Love the opposing symmetry here....really quite well done. What could and what is or what is and what could? For every heart beating fast with impossible love, there is an impossibly shattered facsimile, losing the beat.....

As always, wonderfully done.
Cm

[eglantine]

Thank you as always

[beautiful dreamer]

Wow this is amazing with a capitol z!!! Great write :)

[eglantine]

Thank you Jen

[Richard]

Ma cherie! Magnifique! belle

[Richard]

I am genuinely jealous of your talent